Cup Of Tea

I'm visitingthe ground's a little weathered where I stoodright field in my neighborhoodI was mostly last, always leastdig itAt graduation everyonewill throw their hats into the sunthen they'll drop like flies to the seathis is not my cup of teaAnd valeriethe winter won't be keeping her aroundI'm nailing leaves to the groundbut it feels like sand underneathdig itShe's never letting me forgetI've always been an idiotand at times like this I agreethis is not my cup of tea