Texty: Making April. I Wrote This Song.

When I first started writing this I swear
my intentions were well,
and I`d start with maybe a memory or two,
but then I saw you for the first time in a while,
and awkward thoughts brought awkward smiles,
and I left your room for the very last time,
and I know that I can`t sleep
with all of these things they`re running through my head,
so I stayed up and I

I wrote this song about you.
Isn`t that cliche of me to do?
But it`s nothing for you
The band just needed something more to play,
so don`t blush or hooray at the possible sound of your name
'cause no, I wouldn`t go that far. No.

Now I,
I`ve watched these years disperse
and still this verse lacks words,
and I`m losing all but a memory or two
'cause now I see you and I can`t hold back a smile.
Your fashion`s long gone out of style
and there`s nothing left to impress me anymore
'cause I know
that I can`t see
that same girl that I had known so long ago,
so I gave up and I

I wrote this song about you.
isn`t that cliche of me to do?

But it`s nothing for you.
The band just needed something more to play,
so don`t blush or hooray at the possible sound of your name.
No, I wouldn`t go that far.
No, I wouldn`t go that far.

And you`re dying to know
if a thank you will show up on my back sleeve
but I don`t think I`ll tell
of who crafted this hell and fixed it on me to the world.

I wrote this song.
I wrote it about you.
I wrote this song all about you.
Yeah, the band just needed one more song to play.
Yeah, the band just needed one more song to play.
Yeah.

I wrote this song about you.
Isn`t that cliche of me to do?
But it`s nothing for you.
The band just needed something more to play,
so don`t blush or hooray at the possible sound of your name
'cause no I wouldn`t go that far.
No, I wouldn`t go that far.
No, I wouldn`t go that far.
No, I wouldn`t go.