We sit here waiting & waiting,
it's been how long?
I look to my right. I look to my left
I see my friends. I see ur friends
but I just don't see you...
I know you're there
& you're probably gonna call us stupid
for over reacting, say that we were silly
for putting ourselves in this position.
I know you'll call, say you're bored
say you wanna jam out.
I'll play your guitar, you'll play mine
we'll look at each other in utter dismay.
Bc, we have techniques we'd like to learn
I'd tell you my sad life, you'd tell me yours.
& we'd laugh, & know that yours was the worst
but that it would get better.
I never did know why you told me of your life,
why you would let me in
but then again you did so with so many others...
right...?
we're all waiting.
who will teach me to play mad guitar like you?
who will gt frustrated mad at Bonez?
who will come up with those sick melodies?
remember...
when we were in that one class?
remember
when we were in that other? lol
I remember all our classes
they were always so fun
I'm so sorry for picking on you
I'll stop...
if you come back
I'll take it all back...
if you come back
i'll give better advice
i'll be there more
I'll hang out with you more
if & only if
You come back