To all those listening, this is my story
About a confused girl and a boy that's boring.
So even hello can be stupid and awkward,
Shouldn't even care makes things much better
So she'll run away from the problems
She knows distance can't make hearts fonder.
Five more days and counting
Before you start packing
Can you give me three good reasons
Why we can't get back to square
Once again you tell me
To my face stop lying,
Said it three or four times,
And now five days are gone.
I've got a recipe, it's for disaster
Because that's all I see in my near future
She's got the blonde hair, but not the blue eyes
I've got the right girl, but I'm the wrong type
I've seen better days, maybe even weeks,
When I think of you you're thinking of me
Five more days and counting
Before you start packing
Can you give me three good reasons
Why we can't get back to square
Once again you tell me
To my face stop lying,
Said it three or four times,
And now five days are gone.
And you said you'd always come back
So where are you now?
I'm not ready for the letdown
Will you be right now?
And you said you'd always come back,
So where are you now?
I'm not ready for the letdown,
Will you be right now?
I've seen better days, maybe even weeks.
When I think of you you're thinking of me.
Five more days and counting
Before you start packing
Can you give me three good reasons
Why we can't get back to square
Once again you tell me
To my face stop lying,
Said it three or four times,
And now five days are gone.