this is the moment i write about you
when i've already drank enough
and i find it really hard to write the right words

through these wrongful steps
i come to say that i'm alright
and practically over you

not completely alright
i still have many exhausts
which are gonna hurt me eventually
- not in a sentimental way, at least

but yeah
i'm managing my way
through being a single guy at his 20s
even though nobody's ever taught him
anything about it

i was thinking about this today
the last girl i tried to get along with
was one year younger than me
and she was 17

now i'm 21
and i'm completely hopeless in what concerns
getting to talk to girls

but i don't feel bad
- even though i've dreamt about you last night

and i'm alright
and i truly hope you are as well
and i hope you'll read this eventually
and feel better

i'm gonna get over with alcohol
- i don't put my word on the line,
  but i swear i'll try

fare thee well
i hope you send me boots of spanish leather
(and i hope you get the reference, hahahah)