Woke up on the cold bathroom floor Worldly-wise; you were young, you were bored With a scar from the night before Etched fresh on your chest But that's par for the course these days When she called you up out of the blue You felt sick for a bit but that passed and you knew That growing up happened too fast You can't remember last summer Or the way that she laughed Well you can't remember much at all anymore On a night filled with stuttering stars You once watched the skies From your beat up old car Parked at the side of the road Guided by voices from the radio Well you're feeling down so you might go out And if you get lucky you might fool around With some girl in some room While the roots you put down Are still straining to move And you'll leave before the morning lights your shame You're cynical and you've only got yourself to blame