Love is old
Love is new
Because the sky is blue
It makes me cry
and it won't matter now
whatever happens to me
I wonder why it always feels like rain
My life is like some cheap champagne
The answers don't always seem to fit
My glass is full, but it tastes like shit
Yeah I drive naked through the park, and run a stop sign in the dark.
in the end, we all are who we are, no matter how much we may appear to have changed.
But I burn letters that I write to you to make you love me.