They're tired of saying godobye
Standing on the beachside
Listening to the feet of the passers
On the sidewalk there
Don't make me part ofyour life again
'Cause I'm tired of saying goodbye
Riding on my skateboard
Knocking all the pretty boys in my way

I'm just a round kid
Causing mass hysteria
And I know something nobody knows

You ask me if I'm real or not
But what is real or not
Am I copletely right
Or am I just lost and misguided
there is something you oughta know
What is real or not
That there is nothing wrong
So don't tell me I need any counseling