Mess Up The Mess - So Long s**ers lyrics

I gotta get away and I gotta not come back I gotta get a move on but I don't know what to pack (x4) So long s**ers seen the last of me I've got places to go and people to see Day in day out you s** my soul A second with you is like life with no parole I'll never learn to breakdance never be a kung fu master All my future plans have ended in disaster My prospects are fading but I know what I gotta do Gotta make a change before I change into you I gotta get away and I gotta not come back I gotta get a move on but I don't know what to pack (x4) Shoulda asked Alex F________ to prom Majored in art, not listened to mom This is a partial list of my regrets But I'm not dead so it's not done yet Might I suggest since I don't want to talk That you find a short pier and you take a long walk So long s**ers seen the last of me I've got places to go and people to see Day in day out you s** my soul A second with you is like life with no parole I'll never learn to skateboard never own a vespa scooter Gotta accept I won't be getting any cuter My prospects are fading but I know what I gotta do Gotta make a change before I change into you