I knew the whole time that I was fucking up I knew the whole time Roller coaster ride Not kind to your insides Your way to cope is such a joke And now I'm talking fast About the recent past Outside a bar, not where I live, and I'm not gonna last Boring story Late 20s You asked me what we were Boring story Old words Running away is starting to hurt You didn't like my clothes You didn't know where to go So you moved away to San Francisco I don't keep in touch I won't see you around And I won't because I can't I'm always looking down Boring Story Late 20s You asked me what we were Boring story Old words Running away is starting to hurt I knew the whole time that I was fucking up I knew the whole time that I was fucking up I knew the whole time that I was fucking up I knew the whole time that I was fucking up Boring Story Late 20s You asked me what we were Boring story Old words Running away is starting to hurt Running away is starting to hurt