歌词
Oh it was just to die for
Got nothing to say
So to speak
I put it these thoughts with the others
All down in empty notebooks you can never read
Think fast,
I'm off your coattails
Off your coattails
Stuck back behind
You are not my peers
Drop the subject
Drop the subject
Now I know
Its okay to talk about myself
But I've found, there isn't much
There isn't much to say
Hold on tight