Driving past these burning buildings
So glad to leave this place behind
What you thought of me it doesn't matter
Because these problems are no longer mine
I bet you thought you were the smart one
To get the jump on this story
You forgot it doesn't matter
You simply fell too short of greater glory
I wish you luck
On finding out what friendship really is
Massachusetts
A place where smiles, deceptions
Create a tranquil mist to hide your lies
From witches past
To which is present
Well I could smell it from a hundred miles
If you think that
You're affecting anyone
The pity well's gone dry
I wish you luck
On finding out what friendship really is
Massachusetts
A place where smiles, deceptions
Create a tranquil mist to hide your lies
And I never wanted this
And I never realized
That the things I wanted most
Were right in front of my eyes