1.4.98

1.4.98 Lyrics

you'll make the scene like you always do.
goin' upstream down the ave. to f**k some
trophy boy that you'll win tonight at the bar.
so bad, so far. you'll make him sad, shooting star.
when it was me, I was mementarily proud;
full of dreams now I'm glad
I didn't say out loud, hoping you'd be for real
when I don't believe that you are.
so bad, so far. you make me sad, shooting star.
distant and cold and a sight to behold.
everybody sighs. no one gets on
with you very long, 'cus you don't feel bad
when you lie.
I'm goin' to sleep now,
which I guess would be step 1.
step 2 is where I can deal with the thing
you've just done.
It won't be soon, to say the least it's gonna
be hard.
so bad, so far. you made me sad, shooting star.