at the party

writing silly words on a wall

the bleeding memories

your pretty face coming down the hall

it's allright it's allright

i'm just a little tired

well come on, look at me i can smile

if you want me to i could even kill you

shooting star

okay okay

shooting star

okay okay

he's just a lonely boy sadly looking at this lovely toy

you can blame me if you want to

you can't get back anyway

you can blame me if you want to

you can't get back anyway

shooting star

okay okay

shooting star

okay okay

he's just a lonely boy sadly looking at this lovely toy

(if you don't get it back, you gotta let it out)