Short Stories

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Oh Eveline, I'm so tired of saying the wrong thing While amped up on caffeine Sweaty hand-soaked paper notes Freeform acts and deleted scenes [Chorus] "I think you're beautiful," I said Then the next week you were gone You moved out to another town You're the main character In my short stories There are no happy ends [Verse 2] Oh Eveline, I'm so tired of saying the wrong thing While amped up on caffeine A furiously scribbled out manuscript New revisions of fucked up dreams [Chorus] "You said, 'You think I'm cool'," she said How do I interpret that? What the hell does that mean? [Outro] Oh Eveline, I'm so tired of saying the wrong thing While amped up on caffeine Oh Eveline