My darkroom is a place where I tend to spend all summer When all my friends are gone or off with their families And why don't I acknowledge That by the time I go to college I will be running out of cash and memories And everybody's yelling at me Tell me that I'm wrong And everybody's trying to get me to singalong. But I know, I know, there's no place where I belong. My head keeps on spinning And people can't stop screaming I used to get along. I'm getting sick and tired Of roadtrips and campfires I used to get along. My heart's never been broken But I have finally chosen To move on with my life Instead of waiting all the time. My longing for those better days And getting sick of your straight face Could never hold me back from leaving Even though I'm barely breathing But everybody's yelling at me Tell me that I'm wrong And everybody's trying to get me to singalong. But I know, I know, there's no place I can go. It's over now I'm not upset About the way we handle that I was pissed and made a song And I will make you sing along It's over now I'm not upset About the way we handle that I was pissed and made a song Now all you suckers sing along