McCafferty - Exceptionally Unexceptional lyrics
[McCafferty - Exceptionally Unexceptional lyrics]
Well your parents said it's cool if
We sleep in your room
And I am laying on your bed
Your friends are sneaking through the windows
Take my hand and close your eyes with
Broken knees and glazed up highs
I think that we can steal a
Car if everything falls into place
Well I am here again in
All these bullshit shows
With all my dumbest friends who
Think it's cool to smoke
Well I am staring at the ground
I was counting all my toes
Because the kid in front me I think
That he will slit my throat
But I was nothing more than a tire swing
And this was nothing more than
A high school thing
And you were nothing more than a tire swing
And this was nothing more than
A high school thing
Oh
And I am running through the yard
I was jumping over fences
There is dirt in both my eyes
Because your brother threw me down
And I was sprinting down the street
I think I've broken both my legs
But I've been climbing up this tree so
I can get the fuck away
And I am here again locked up inside my room
With all my asshole friends, sit back
Enjoy the view
And I am staring at the wall
I am painting my own picture
One where I don't move away
And say "Oh, God, yeah
Do I miss her"
I am nothing more than a tire swing
And this was nothing more than
A high school thing
I am nothing more than a tire swing
And this was nothing more than
A high school thing
Oh
We sleep in your room
And I am laying on your bed
Your friends are sneaking through the windows
Take my hand and close your eyes with
Broken knees and glazed up highs
I think that we can steal a
Car if everything falls into place
Well I am here again in
All these bullshit shows
With all my dumbest friends who
Think it's cool to smoke
Well I am staring at the ground
I was counting all my toes
Because the kid in front me I think
That he will slit my throat
But I was nothing more than a tire swing
And this was nothing more than
A high school thing
And you were nothing more than a tire swing
And this was nothing more than
A high school thing
Oh
And I am running through the yard
I was jumping over fences
There is dirt in both my eyes
Because your brother threw me down
And I was sprinting down the street
I think I've broken both my legs
But I've been climbing up this tree so
I can get the fuck away
And I am here again locked up inside my room
With all my asshole friends, sit back
Enjoy the view
And I am staring at the wall
I am painting my own picture
One where I don't move away
And say "Oh, God, yeah
Do I miss her"
I am nothing more than a tire swing
And this was nothing more than
A high school thing
I am nothing more than a tire swing
And this was nothing more than
A high school thing
Oh