The Bus

Were you my friend? It's been so long Time and time again It feels wrong, I'm I'm starin' at a mess And I make it make sense 'Cause I'm better than the rest And I'm livin' that fast life I'm starin' at a mess And I make it make sense 'Cause I'm better than the rest And I'm livin' that fast life The reason I cry when you drop me off at the bus Is I can't stand the thought of us The waving goodbye makes me feel like an actress I forget who we really are Listen for a nice to meet you When I come to greet you, I'm fine But I'm burning on the inside like fire Sittin' on a lotted street complete with all the things I like All my desires like wine And breakin' my spine And changin' my mind Time and time again, it's madness I'm holdin' your head You fight me instead And we keep goin' on in sadness The reason I cry when you drop me off at the bus Is I can't stand the thought of us The waving goodbye makes me feel like an actress I forget who we really are The reason I cry when you drop me off at the bus Is I can't stand the thought of us The waving goodbye makes me feel like an actress I forget who we really are