You left the party Left us dancing in the room Snuck out the back door Looked out looking out for you To find you swaying With your pretty hair on fire Picking and grinnin On your busted old guitar How it was singing And I don't think I'm dreaming I'll find you in the parking lot Listen to you laughing at some story I forgot Lazy in your company in the city night I thought that we had time That we had time We felt the heaving Felt the breaking of the room Cuz you're fucking leaving Girl you're leaving us too soon And we can't believe it Baby we can barely breathe We can't believe it We need your sweet sincerity A thousand punk hearts breaking On an empty parking lot Picking up the pieces of the stories we forgot How we gonna wake up In a world in which you're not Grinning and swaying With your pretty hair on fire Casually slaying On your nasty ass guitar You made it sing You made it sing We wish we were dreaming You made us happy All the meanwhile hurting An open chord without the G An open chord without the G An open chord without the G