Another overrated song about why I feel wrong Overusing nature tropes, socialising gives me hope It doesn't always work like that, I often fall into it's trap Leave no jealousy inside, say what first comes to mind Spring comes in jealousy and disappointment These memories are poignant Use being alone as an excuse To slip back into your blues How many fridays can you go through Leaving dust on the phonebooth Look back on what you just missed While stuck at home repeating ignorance is bliss Hair smells like smoke, despite the fact that I've been home Having so much overdue, yet I never find what to choose Don't be taken aback if I act like I'm under attack Feeling sorry for myself, I fell into the well Spring comes in jealousy and disappointment These memories are poignant Short nights and longer days are not a burden But I still feel like hurting I've been here before, I've sat next to my locked door Hyperventilating, crying and shaking, the walls are quaking Sobbing and thinking, why I gotta be sinking while everyone is singing downstairs Maybe I'm not trying to fix the one that's dying I'm sorry that I lied to everyone Spring comes in jealousy and disappointment These memories are poignant Use being alone as an excuse To slip back into your blues How many fridays can you go through Leaving dust on the phonebooth Look back on what you just missed While stuck at home repeating ignorance is bliss