Restrung from Fake Feelings by Art Slob

I restrung my guitar, just how matt did.
I faked smoking a cigarette outside the show.
I met girl who said that she had really loved me,
And then she sang me a song I remember how it goes,

She said sometimes people die for no reason
And sometimes people survive for no reason too

I knew a girl who i really loved too,
She would let me follow her around
If she only knew that i had really loved her
And not 3 years later just found out

I restrung my guitar just how matt would,
I slapped her hand out of my face
She never knew what the fuck she was sayimg
I am so young and angry in that same way

She said sometimes people die for no reason
But I feel like you’ll be around for a while
I told her that i think this time it is different
And she said lets just wait and see as she smiled.

I restrung my guitar just how matt said,
I walked outside prepared to just go home.
Some how i went past and just kept walking
And i think im still wandering in the cold.

I have been through so much now without you
And i have cried my eyes out in my own arms,
I realized nothing ever made it better.
Except you my love, and this guitar.

• Punk
• folk punk
• minimalist
• screaming
• Boston