Just talked to this girl who used to live on my street

after all these years you're here and you remember me

She said her old boyfriend

packed up and headed back east

but she always knew someday he would go

she just got a new job but doubts it will last

so lets take a drink and never think

here's to the past

She says it's so funny how life burns out so fast

it's just another wasted day

A boring life in a boring town

with the same old crowd

and I used to say that I'd never stay

but I'm rotting here today

With that same old crowd that's always been around

and I always thought I'd be the first to go

That same old crowd that brings me down

another day in a boring town

And remember when they'd look through you

and then look past me

we were the ones they said would always leave

when you go think of me