Going down in the same old town down the same street to the same bar

And the same old people saying hi and I don't care

Going down in the same old bar and I don't even order anymore

I am so sick of consequence and the look on your face

I am tired of playing defense

I don't even have hockey skates



You can meet me at ten thirty

I won't be there I'll be gone

We can talk like we are friends

Going over it all again

Talking about everything I am doing wrong



Do you wish your nose was longer

So you'd have an excuse not to see past it

Do you wish the lights were brighter in the city that you live

I am so sick of consequenceŠ..



Do you think your boys club will crumble

Just because of a loud-mouthed girl?