Tear down these hallways.
Memories I want to forget.
Sentiment is not forgotten yet.
A past that's worthy of regret
I bet, and now I'm down and out.
Feeling lonely. Popular, and feeling lonely
Feel that my only option is to
Give up
Give it up
Give it up to the girl in the front seat
Wishing she'll give up on me
And paint a picture instead
Picture a different interest
I so humbly suggest
Don't do what's best for the rest
You are in over your head
You'll digress.
Walking slowly. Anxiously walking slowly
Now that your lonely
Give it up
Give up
Give up on the guy in the back row
Misery is coming in close
With your thoughts in tow
He'll soon learn all you know.
Even so he'll stick around.
Soon he'll forget what he'll soon forget,
And when he does forget
Tear it down
Tear down
Tear down these hallways.