but you know i don't need you now
yes you know we were good friends
but you know you lost me somehow
i hardly can remember your face
i haven't said your name in three days
everything is peachy keen
can't you see the sunlight glisten off my eyes
i bet you can't look into my face again
i'm putting it all on a page
i need to sleep it's quarter past two
i know you know it was about you
what do you want to talk about
or maybe life after death
i thought you thought that la was gay
maybe bump into you again
i've written down some things i must say (and i say)
everything is peachy keen
and coconuts and marshmallows too
all the things in life i hate will
never compare to the feelings i have for you
and when i heal you're gonna fall off