I used to think your songs were sweet, those you'd sing to me. But now you sound so out of tune, and totally off key. I heard a better song, with a nicer melody It gets stuck in my head and it sets my spirit free
You stand outside my window with your busted, old boombox. Playing on repeat all the memories we lost. But I'm sorry, it's no use. I only hear my new song. It's nice of you to try, but sorry, you took too long.