I've got real hard time writin' song about girls I've spent too much time tryin' to work out my morals But thats a good thing Youve got to love yourself before you love anyone else but im still a work in progress cant you see Cant you see From broken hearted boys, narcissistic self destruction To every girl I've ever had to say I'm sorry to My broken strings and shitty songs are all id ever offer And tear my heart out is all I'll ever want to do Sure I'm a cynic, but I've got integrity Its hard to laugh when you lack originality Try hard to find out what punk rock really means Sometimes a poet runs outta' ink and has to fuckin' Scream I've got a real hard time writin' songs, honestly Cause my honesty is killing everyone around me When you fall in love with your best friend Do you try your best or do you just pretend that everything's gonna work itself out I swear to god, If it dont work, then I am gunna die I don't believe in him, but I believe in you and I So here's the plan, lets run away, and set the world on fire, lets scream this song until our hearts and lungs expire. Duh, duh, duh duh.