Turn me down the volume
On your ipod touch
Me on my knee
It’s getting too much
For me to handle
Open up the door
Closed i don’t want to feel this any more
Can you remind me
Why we’re still friends
Forever but this feeling never ends
So tell me stories of the little people that you always watch on the internet
I’m getting smothered in your irony
Too many layers and it’s hard to breathe
Why do you always have to be
Funny
I’m getting buried in your sarcasm
It’s like i’m falling down a deep chasm
Why do you always have to be funny
Turn me up like the speakers in that bar on chapel
Streets away from me away from
Everything is fuzzy at the end of the night time is made for people like us to pass the time
On your ipod touch
Me on my knee
It’s getting too much
For me to handle
Open up the door
Closed i don’t want to feel this any more
Can you remind me
Why we’re still friends
Forever but this feeling never ends
So tell me stories of the little people that you always watch on the internet
I’m getting smothered in your irony
Too many layers and it’s hard to breathe
Why do you always have to be
Funny
I’m getting buried in your sarcasm
It’s like i’m falling down a deep chasm
Why do you always have to be funny
Turn me up like the speakers in that bar on chapel
Streets away from me away from
Everything is fuzzy at the end of the night time is made for people like us to pass the time
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