Youngest Sibling - So Much (So Mad)

I'm not proud of everything we've done
Good stories always seem to start out dumb
Hot water always seems cold at first
My collar's all wet and I woke up thirsty

Fucking around in the dark
They didn't have anything bigger
So we settle for sparklers
And writing our names in the air at the park
Tripping around picnic tables and charcoal bags

There were grass stains on our jeans
Hoods up over our heads
I tried to show you the scene
But my laptop was dead

My eyes hurt so much
My pride hurt so much

Is it the edible, or are we floating 6 inches above the ground
Is it me, or are we the only ones on Earth who matter
Are we the only ones here who really matter

There were grass stains on our jeans
Hoods up over our heads
I tried to show you the scene
But my laptop was dead

My eyes hurt so much
My pride hurt so much
My eyes hurt so much
My pride hurt so much

Can we get to the part that we're laughing about this
All this time I've been so so mad
Can we get to the part that we're laughing about this
All this time I've been so so mad

That night was like an initiation
They blindfolded us and put us in a car
I felt around for Nancy's hand, but I found yours instead
And you recoiled when we laced fingers

There were grass stains on our jeans
Hoods up over our heads
I tried to tell you you're mean
But my spirit was dead

My pride hurt so much
My feelings hurt so much
My pride hurt so much
My feelings hurt so much

Can we get to the part that we're laughing about this
All this time I've been so so mad
Can we get to the part that we're laughing about this
All this time I've been so so mad
Can we get to the part that we're laughing about this
All this time I've been so so mad
Can we get to the part that we're laughing about this
All this time I've been so so mad

Written by:
Alexander Rogers

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