another perfect ending to a day i hate
everything was fine until you showed up and rained on my parade
well i dont want it to mean anything to you
forget all the memories of shit i put you through
and i won't say anything to you, to you
i won't say anything to you
unless you really want me to
maybe we can still be friends, or not
forgot how much this sucks, please make it stop
there's nothing more to say, there's nothing more to say
another fucked up reason to be living the way i do
wanna blame it on myself but it always seems to come right back to you
well i dont want it to mean anything to you
forget all the memories of shit i put you through
supported by 33 fans who also own “Who Stole Molly's Bike”
RVIVR is like antidepressants for me. i just cant fucking feel anything but stoked when I listen to any of their songs. so triumphant. Guitar hooks for days, catchy choruses, amazing harmonies, everything that makes a perfect pop punk record. Mickie Rat