Ashes -

You might think it’s awful

As a sour apple

So baby pucker up and throw it away

You might think it’s no big deal

And now there’s nothing real

And that’s all that I’m saying

Tell me, if you might think it all but over

Tell me, If you’re considered gone for the summer

Don’t do me any favors

Besides they’re overrated

Just keep walkin on

In your parade

Carrying that big baton

Boy you’re really #1

But you’re goin the wrong way

Tell me, if you might think it all but over

Tell me, If you’re considered gone for the summer

Tell me, Before I burn this cigarette

And throw the ashes on the ground

You might think you’re somethin

But I think you’re nothin

Maybe we’re better off

Dividing a few things

And then when it’s over

And you’re much older

You might notice a couple things