I was riding on Beverly by myself I was working at Yummy, no daylight, hell You were coming over once a week, wearing my lap You held me while I cried for the first time in a long time Never really good with people or comforting them My mom diagnosed, brother crying in his hands Asked her, If she died, who gets to keep my cat? Don't know why death would affect me like that But it did At least my mom still lives But my cat's gone Where my childhood is Where my innocence lives On a pretty street Thirty minutes from where I sleep But I miss my bunk bed And the sunsets And the old friends And the dead ends Even when I didn't have a reason to smile But I still did Love songs on a blank disc for ya Nights in your RV I won't remember Rides in your car seat, I won't forget Nights in your RV I won't remember Rides in your car seat, I won't forget If you don't fit my groove, better move out If you don't fit the mood, what are you and I? If you don't fit my groove, better move out If you don't fit the mood Fuck being modest Got me in bed with you More alive than ever Quit eating junk food Wear the same pants all week Got bleach on the side from When you dyed my hair green Looks blu, but you tried The times that I thought it was love were just peaks A mountain a month, between terrible weeks All this bad company But everything I hate is a product of me Can't take back what I've been born with My family's gorgeous, flaws and all I won't ignore them, they're important Keeping these friends until the end Cause they're important too Sammy got my back, and I got Jack's too But that don't mean everything squeaky clean in between That's really just how much they all mean to me And rest in peace to my cat, Gary, and Aunt Jane Steve, Kitty, Mary, Cousin Jason, Rhonda, Richard Just stay forever Can you just stay forever Can you just stay Can you just stay the night? Nights in your RV I won't remember Rides in your car seat, I won't forget Nights in your RV I won't remember Rides in your car seat, I won't forget If you don't fit my groove, better move out If you don't fit the mood, what are you and I? If you don't fit my groove, better move out If you don't fit the mood If you don't fit the mood If you don't fit the mood If you don't fit the mood If you don't fit the mood