They're tired of saying good-bye
Standing on the beachside
Listening to the feet of the passers
On the sidewalk there
Don't make me part of your life again
Cause I'm tired of saying good-bye
Ridding on my skateboard
Knocking all the pretty boys in my way
I'm just a round kid
Causing mass hysteria
And I know something nobody knows
You ask me if I'm real or not
But what is real or not
Am I completely right
Or am I just lost and misguided
There is something you ouhta know
What is real or not
That there is nothing wrong
So don't tell me I need any counseling
Two lovers are having their fight again They're tired of saying good-bye Standing on the beachside Listening to the feet of the passers On the sidewalk there Don't make me part of your life again Cause I'm tired of saying good-bye Ridding on my skateboard Knocking all the pretty boys in my way I'm just a round kid Causing mass hysteria And I know something nobody knows You ask me if I'm real or not But what is real or not Am I completely right Or am I just lost and misguided There is something you ouhta know What is real or not That there is nothing wrong So don't tell me I need any counseling Explain Request ×
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