different class, same boat (Tsurreal)
Aye I know that you’re angry
Nothing seems fair
In a dark place
Yeah I’ve been there
Passed you in the hallway
When the bell goes
I can be your white knight
You can be my red rose
I know that you’re angry
You can tell me
I can be there
And keep you healthy
I just wanna love you
And make the pain go
We’re in a different class
But the same boat
We might sink
But baby you can climb on in
High school is nothing
But a pile of s**t
Skip class I don’t care
What my classmates say
It’s too fun digging my own grave
We might sink
But baby you can climb on in
High school is nothing
But a pile of s**t
Skip class I don’t care
What my classmates say
It’s too fun digging my own grave,
It’s too fun digging my own grave,
It’s too fun digging my own grave
Aye I know that you’re angry
Nothing seems fair
In a dark place
Yeah I’ve been there
Pass you in the hallway
When the bell goes
I can be your white knight
You can be my red rose
I know that you’re angry
You can tell me
I can be there
And keep you healthy
I just wanna love you
And make the pain go
We’re in a different class
But the same boat
We might sink
But baby you can climb on in
High school is nothing
But a pile of s**t
Skip class I don’t care
What my classmates say
It’s too fun digging my own grave,
We might sink
But baby you can climb on in
High school is nothing
But a pile of s**t
Skip class I don’t care
What my classmates say
It’s too fun digging my own grave,
It’s too fun digging my own grave,
It’s too fun digging my own grave
I don’t even know where I belong
Only feel ok when I write sad songs
I see you sit alone in your car at lunch
I’m thinking that we both
Deserve some love