Down the Street

Teenage Cool Kids
I fought like hell to force the smiles that night; I guess I wanted you to be there
I searched the mirror for a face that I could try on to tell you I don't care
And my hands dropped to my side I always set em' where you can get them
I stare at faces boredly, they tell the same old stories
Remember me as a silhouette against a wood grain wall vignette
You condescend and I laugh till I cry
I'm barely awake and I'm taking abuse that would never thought that I'd a heard
From girls that I'm trying to make it with
Somewhere in this town on this boring evening I'll receive a call from my friends
I'll pretend I don't hear them
And when I said I regretted it I was trying to fit in
Yeah you speak so soft
And I'm trying to understand you
Regardless of of where you stay doesn't mean you're out of mind