To all those listening, this is my story

About a confused girl and a boy that's boring.

So even hello can be stupid and awkward,

Shouldn't even care makes things much better



So she'll run away from the problems

She knows distance can't make hearts fonder.



Five more days and counting

Before you start packing

Can you give me three good reasons 

Why we can't get back to square 

Once again you tell me

To my face stop lying,

Said it three or four times,

And now five days are gone.



I've got a recipe, it's for disaster

Because that's all I see in my near future

She's got the blonde hair, but not the blue eyes

I've got the right girl, but I'm the wrong type



I've seen better days, maybe even weeks, 

When I think of you you're thinking of me



Five more days and counting

Before you start packing

Can you give me three good reasons 

Why we can't get back to square 

Once again you tell me

To my face stop lying,

Said it three or four times,

And now five days are gone.



And you said you'd always come back

So where are you now?

I'm not ready for the letdown

Will you be right now?

And you said you'd always come back,

So where are you now?

I'm not ready for the letdown,

Will you be right now?



I've seen better days, maybe even weeks. 

When I think of you you're thinking of me.



Five more days and counting

Before you start packing

Can you give me three good reasons 

Why we can't get back to square 

Once again you tell me

To my face stop lying,

Said it three or four times,

And now five days are gone.