your side of the couch
Im afraid to be on it
Im afraid of the memories it brings
its killing my buzz
just wondering where the hell it went
all the nights we spend hiding from the world
I try to laugh about it
but it looks like the jokes on me
if I could ever get that whole year back
that would be my lucky day
sometimes I think of you
but its cool to be alone
its nice to not have to fight for my blanket
its just an old green couch
but it feels like home again
molly ringwald, me and you, 16 candles, lonely summers
I blew it all again
its kind of funny, where do we stand?
I know someones gonna take my spot
I know that youre gonna be a star
your side of the couch
Im afraid to be on it
Im afraid of the memories it brings
its killing my buzz
just wondering where the hell it went
all the nights we spent hiding from the world