That brutal unreciprocated wave to a stranger You thought would know you All of those first week mistakes that you've already made; They're culminating in another year That you spend curled up in a ball proclaiming “OH MY GOD I HATE IT HERE!!!” But god already knows you hate it here You were sad before you got here And you'll be sad when you move on You'll be sad that they don't miss you when you're gone But there's no shame in wanting a place Where everything feels good Who wouldn't want to live there if they could?
2008-- an era of pointless boys in putrid sea foam V-necks I wanted to hate but I was much the same Spiritually broke, my Bridge Card revoked When I got a job working in the basement of Amer. Appar They had to take my picture there to see if I could get hired Before I got hired When everything is paper thin you just have to adapt You learn how to breathe slowly and move on fast But you won't be blamed for wanting a place Where you feel understood Who wouldn't try to find that if they could?