watchin' football
little sun devil
look at you
burstin' a blood vessel
over some stupid game
but to you, it's your claim to fame
sittin' at your computer all day
lookin' for a way
to get out
don't quit it
you'll get it
one day
i'm young
this is unusual
doesn't happen
don't mean to be cruel
i didn't even go to a preparatory school
eventually
i'll end up in a cemetery
overlooking every february
hoping you'll stop by
on my b-day
i'll still be holding on to whatever it was
maybe, by then, you'll have endeavored
i'll be watchin' from above (maybe below)
cause baby, i'll always be in love
even if it was a while ago