I saw a girl in my room last night
she spoke to me without saying a word
I knew ways to say sorry
I always feel exactly the same
I try to waste my time
without wasting my life
and the punks agree that I was caught in the moment
and the punks agree that I should have stayed at home
I try to waste my time
without wasting my life
she just wanted you to be happy
when you've beaten on yourself
she would stare to a magazine
but she know the pages can't distract her
she's hopelessly looking for you
inbetween the lines
it's not your fault she hears you darling
it's not your fault when you're all alone
but she'll never
leave again
at all
I saw a girl in my room last night
I always feel exactly the same