Walked around my girl in tensions I found the where I am I blame my father for the wasted years with hardly talked I never tought world forget this hate Then a phone call make me realize I'm wrong R: And if I don't make it known that I loved you all but I'm just like sunny days that where they know because where I'm in time of cheating I hope to god our figural was wrong Walkded around my room I'm thinking and sanking in this box I blame myself for being too much like somebody else I never tought I would just bend this way then the phone call make e realize I'm wrong R: {Guitar solo} And I hope to god figural was wrong -//- R: