When i was just a boy we'll call it 15 or so
I found myself annoyed by a syndrome of sorts in my bones
That girl who's next to me she found herself bored to tears

She realized that if she wanted conversation she's out of luck for three more years

When i moved away from home 100 miles or so

I knew a change had grown inside my awkwardly long limbs and bones
That girl who's next to me she's friendly and thoughtful and quite awfully pretty
But all she has to say is a meat head-themed monologue on why brad ran away


She said "all i can hope for is for me to get better
Because all i can take is no more.

I'll win him back again we'll be lovers best friends.
He won't need no other woman like he did way back when he was with me.


He needed more than me
I'm friendly and thoughtful and quite awfully pretty
But he needed more than me."


When i felt that i should leave we'll call it midnight or so
I found myself annoyed by a syndrome of sorts in her bones

That girl who's next to me she don't know her worth in this town
Because her face starts to shine when that meat head behind me
Is grinning as he's checking her out


I said "all i can hope for is for you to get better
Because all i can take is no more.

I'll hide where i can away from you and your friends
Leaking tears over beers once again."