i saw you at the show, you were alone. such a waste, thinking about you ever since. i don't want to get married or hang out with you. it's a sick world, yes it's true. wasting time thinking about a girl, and it makes me wonder, why are we such suckers? i want to stay young and dumb and stay away from you. it's a sick world, yes it's true. i don't want you on my mind. i don't want to have to waste my time wondering if you're thinking about me as i am about you. i don't want to stay up late and think about love and you and fate. i would rather fall asleep and dream about it all instead