today I’m missing something
in this small new england town.
here’s to you my best friend.
just wanted to say that I miss
having you around.
I’m staring at your picture
and dreaming that I could hold your hand.
we’d walk down to the ocean
and I would write your name in the sand.
they say sometimes you need some time apart
but I’ve got a bad case of broken heart.
and you’re the only one who’s got the cure.
and I can’t live another day without seeing you smile.
2000 miles between us and I guess that I’m the one to blame.
relationships and heartaches,
these two things are one and the same.
the radio plays a love song.
I smash my fist right through the dial.
here’s to the broken hearted.
a generation born in denial.