Is it just the weather here that makes me so depressed? This new town's the same as the last one, but I could care less. Is it just the fact that you're gone that I'm sleeping less and less? Or that I've become a fucking joke and my whole room's a mess?
Let's get you back to the car, 'cause you're drunk and I'm feeling lonely.
Maybe since you're moving away I'll forget you in the end. Or maybe I'm still pissed that you're fucking my best friend. Well I forgave you, and I forgive you. And I don't really care. All I know is that I miss you and that I want you here.
I will always love you, despite all the things we said. I will always love you.