I'm not going anywhere tonight, because of something said.

I know, I know, it was meant well, but it still hurt like hell.

Its OK, its alright its just that I'm a little tired of fading interest,

of boys and girls.

You know me and, you know me and I wanna say,

I'm gonna say, I'm not the same, maybe in time.

I'm not making promises in life cause of something I did to my,

best friend, that was way back when.

Not anything was everything then.

I know it's not fair to the fairest of them all (you know who you are).

I've got your picture on a mirror on my wall.

I know you and, I know you and,

but you wanna say in the worst of ways that I'm afraid and maybe too late.

I'm not going anywhere tonight cause I don't want to, I don't have to.

It's my right to be a fucking baby sometimes.