I always think of love when I see you
And I don't wanna think about love right now
It hurt me so much to need you
Living with some pain I could live without
Don't know why we called this a break
Don't know why we said we'd talk soon
Don't think that I'd call this a date
I'm fixing my hair in the bathroom
Oh god, I'm sitting in my car again
Oh god, I think that you hate me
July, I swear that you never end
August, would you just keep me busy
The party's winding down, we're making small talk
And everything I'm saying tastes like backwash
Three word questions and two word answers
Oh god, I'm taking things too far again
Of course I know you don't hate me
I swore to let you know and let you in but
Oh god, I'm sitting in my car again
Oh god, I'm sitting in my car again
Oh god, I think that you hate me
July, I swear that you never end
August, would you just keep me busy
Oh god, I'm sitting in my car again
Oh god, I think that you hate me
July, I swear that you never end
August, would you just keep me busy
And thank god I got no one to bother
Thank god I got no one to blame for this
In ten years, I'll forget your name