I’d

rat-

her

spend

my

e-

vening

Talk-

ing

to

Chlo-

e

on

Twit-

ter

Than

hav-

ing

you

come

o-

ver

So

it-

’ll

be

like

old

times

But

I

know

that

you

don’t

give

a

fuck

Cause

you're

knee

deep

in

your

i-

Phone

But

now

that

you

saw

my

tweets

You

know

that

I’m

home

Bur-

ied

in

my

cell

phone

Try-

na’

get

a

hold

of

some-

one

new

In-

stead

of

hang-

ing

out

with

you

And

your

high

school

sto-

ries

But

you

sure

know

how

to

get

right

to

me

With

all

those

Face-

book

sta-

tu-

ses

A-

bout

re-

la-

tion-

ships

and

such

Poor

gram-

mar

is

a

must

But

I

trust

that

you

can

do

it

But

I

could-

n’t

give

a

fuck

Whe-

ther

you

give

a

fuck

or

not

Rip

my

eye

sock-

ets

out

Make

me

re-

gret

e-

ver

go-

ing

out

But

I

know

I’ll

make

it

out

of

here

a-

live

As

long

as

I

don’t

watch

your

life

Un-

fold

be-

fore

my

ve-

ry

eyes

You

told

this

high

school

sto-

ry

One

too

ma-

ny

times

for

me

You

know

I’d

rat-

her

I’d

ra-

ther

spend

my

e-

vening

Talk-

ing

to

Chlo-

e

on

Twit-

ter

Than

hav-

ing

to

look

you

right

in

your

eyes