Lincoln St

By this time next year, I hope we're moving on 'Cause I'm not sure that anyone is having fun anymore Say goodbye to your friends for me, you know we never really got along Take my pictures from the frames and replace them with someone Say goodbye to your mum for me, I hope she doesn't mind that you asked me to leave And I'm not sure what's worse in my head Losing you or losing my self-respect But I'm getting over it So I'll watch all of those scary movies by myself and I'll sing along to The Bennies alone I'll get drunk with my friends, they'll say it'll all get better soon But now I'm stuck thinking of you and I don't know just what I'm going to do By this time next week, I hope you'll forget me and all of those little things we said we could be Say goodbye to your friends for me, you know we never really got along I'm not sure what's worse in my head Losing you or losing my self-respect But I'm getting over it So I'll watch all of those scary movies by myself And I'll sing along to The Bennies alone I'll get drunk with my friends, they'll say it'll all get better soon But now I'm stuck thinking of you and I don't know what the f*ck I'm going to do I'm not sure what's worse in my head Losing you or losing my self-respect But I'm getting over it So I'll watch all of those scary movies by myself And I'll sing along to The Bennies alone I'll get drunk with my friends, they'll say it'll all get better soon But now I'm stuck thinking of you and I don't know what the f*ck I'm going to do