When Boys Fall in Love They Just Get Dumb

I’m working hard, it’s true
To escape my painful youth
And it’s hard with you
Not hoping for the same things
Interlude
Calculated and Statistical
Social self-destruction
Defines my current state of feeling
Like there is nothing
Left for me to look forward to
The last question I asked
How do I survive when these things to pass
I’ve worked hard and burned out
Had it all figured out
These people and these feelings
And I want to get out
Of this place and go home
To the place I’ve always known
But the path a little less clear
And I’m here
And I wish I knew which one was back…
I’m working hard, it’s true
To escape my painful youth
And it’s hard with you
Not hoping for the same things
I know you do
Have feelings crossing both ways
Admit the truth
I simply can’t get over you
A million reasons to be happy
So Why do I feel sad?
Nothing Really matters
That’s a matter of fact
The peaks and valleys of Today
Tomorrow will look flat
Perspective’s a funny thing
When you’re looking at the past
Every day’s a pop quiz
And we’re lucky if we pass
Once the grade is in the book
We can’t do nothing but laugh
And try to learn from everyday
Like we were going to class
And if you want to slack
Life will probably knock you on your ass
I’m working hard, it’s true
To escape my painful youth
And it’s hard with you
Not hoping for the same things
I know you do
Have feelings coursing both ways
Admit the truth
I simply can’t get over you
Interlude
I’m working hard, it’s true
To escape my painful youth
And it’s hard with you
Not hoping for the same things
I know you do
Have feelings coursing both ways
Admit the truth
I simply can’t get over you