(Lyrics: Scott Starr) All I ever do is fall asleep with A.M. radio on. All I ever hear is static from you. It makes me feel so out of tune. You call
(Lyrics: Scott Starr) You lose me. You lose me when you speak of freedom. Your freedom makes me shoot my mouth off. My radio turns into a shotgun. A
When Daniel Goodings made it rain I said Christ you can have him back again. Then one day Daniel never came over and I said damn what's the chance
We don't need a gentleman to tell us that we're doing fine. We'd rather sleep than go to school. We'll tell you how we really feel. Lemon flavor on