“So I guess I'll see you around?”
“I'll see you when I see you.”

Please don't laugh at my broken heart
It's bad enough that my car won't start
There's nothing worse than being lovesick
when your broken down car, a real piece of shit


You smile at me as is if you cared
With the smell of your goodbye, hands in my hair
Why did you wait till a quarter till one
When there are no buses running, not even one

You broke my heart, my car won't start
You broke my heart, my car won't start