Hot Mulligan - Featuring Mark Hoppus lyrics
[Hot Mulligan - Featuring Mark Hoppus lyrics]
I kinda miss you, back in high school
Twenty-five and I still think about
Your drawings that you made
I kinda miss you, but I can't talk to you
'Cause in my mind
The only thing that I could do now is intrude
I've got a ring
I think that she'd love you too
But I can't get past the fact
I drag almost everyone down
I didn't think I'd say I wanna see you
I won't reach out to you after all this time
I'd imagine I don't fit into your view
Frozen drives from Rocky Horror outgrown
Lofty plans and failing class aside, you'd
Find me in the margins of a sketchbook
Probably best to let the memory die out
I've got a ring
I think that she'd love you too
But I can't get past the fact
I drag almost everyone down
Painting the walls that lined
The hall after school
Smoke and tattoos, five years removed
Hope you'd recognize me now
I don't even know who you are
Memories faded out just like
A dark room lesson
Clarity lost on resin
Maybe I'm just thinking too hard
Rather let it dissipate than
Face my conscience
Call it faking progress
I've got a ring
I think that she'd love you too
But I can't get past the fact
I drag almost everyone down
Painting the walls that lined
The hall after school
Smoke and tattoos, five years removed
Hope you'd recognize me now
I kinda miss you
Twenty-five and I still think about
Your drawings that you made
I kinda miss you, but I can't talk to you
'Cause in my mind
The only thing that I could do now is intrude
I've got a ring
I think that she'd love you too
But I can't get past the fact
I drag almost everyone down
I didn't think I'd say I wanna see you
I won't reach out to you after all this time
I'd imagine I don't fit into your view
Frozen drives from Rocky Horror outgrown
Lofty plans and failing class aside, you'd
Find me in the margins of a sketchbook
Probably best to let the memory die out
I've got a ring
I think that she'd love you too
But I can't get past the fact
I drag almost everyone down
Painting the walls that lined
The hall after school
Smoke and tattoos, five years removed
Hope you'd recognize me now
I don't even know who you are
Memories faded out just like
A dark room lesson
Clarity lost on resin
Maybe I'm just thinking too hard
Rather let it dissipate than
Face my conscience
Call it faking progress
I've got a ring
I think that she'd love you too
But I can't get past the fact
I drag almost everyone down
Painting the walls that lined
The hall after school
Smoke and tattoos, five years removed
Hope you'd recognize me now
I kinda miss you