The Front Bottoms - If It Were Up To Me lyrics

I need the summer so bad or the windows down On the ride home even though it's cold out I need to cut my hair I need to make new friends I need to lie about the things that make me who I am I need my skin burned red I don’t care how it hurts I need to cut the sleeves off all of my old t-shirts Her boyfriend says pretend that it’s clean Forget what they say and buy what you need Cause money makes money it will make sense when you’re older Your hands are so cold, I wish the winter was over I wish the winter was over Let’s put the number one thing in the number one spot How rich are your parents? How much money do they got? If it’s the second or third time it doesn’t even count Shouldn’t have taken you that long to figure this out I watch the sun slide along the sky The longer it takes the more I feel alive Her boyfriend says pretend that it’s clean Forget what they say and buy what you need Cause money makes money it will make sense when you’re older Your hands are so cold, I wish the winter was over I wish the winter was over There’s notes at the crime scene “Dear policemen, you can call me God.” Wealthy prep school scholarship kid It doesn’t make sense No it doesn’t make any sense at all To anyone other than the person you’re talking to Her boyfriend says pretend that it’s clean Forget what they say and buy what you need Cause money makes money it will make sense when you’re older Your hands are so cold, I wish the winter was over I wish the winter was over