It's nothing to talk about The typical run around It's Tuesday, I'm sleeping in Spent half the day in my bed Balled up and threw it out Writings we knew about Wastebasket overflows We end and no one knows Wish for that summer again Good things, they just have to end It's not only me My life passing by It gets hard They're leaving With our without you They're leaving With our without you It's hopeless It's hopeless It's hopeless It's hopeless