La, la la
Oh, oh oh
La, la, la la
From where she is, I can't seem to reach her out
La, la, la la
Oh I'm walking on
La, la, la la
I just think it's better that they're gone
La, la, la la
La, la, la
(What's something cool to say before a switch?)
You say I've got nowhere to go
Sitting comfy and throwing your stones
Now you're asking for favours as if we were neighbours
I don't like your flavours, I'll have you know
Strawberry red stripes
Socks never matched right
Creamy converse looking shoes with the tips dipped white
Curly curtained hairdo covers up my left eye
Look away with the right when they all say hi
Talk to the wall where the bed stays
Talk to the wall about my bad days
Tell three bitches that I need space
Got a room full of passion with a good taste
Oh I'm walking on
La, la, la la
I just think it's better that they're gone
La, la, la la
La, la, la la
La, la la
Oh, oh oh
La, la, la la
La, la. La, la. La, la