It must've been the lights blaring on the football...
It must've been the buzz of the band playing...

It's unimaginable, completely farfetched,
The roads it'd take to get to you...

Focus young one.
What is the problem...

He had said that he liked me,
But only as a friend...

Life is like a novel...
Oh joyous the ending be...

Why must this living room be empty?
What does it try to prove...

I'm losing my marbles.
My head has hurt...

The sun is setting.
It's off the bed with the sky...

Without a doubt
Without a trace...

Never having a conversation.
Never having true love...

The dusty cardboard boxes
Filled with memories in my mind...

Music in the walls.
Music in my room...