Nothing’s going right today
So i’ll get in my grandfather’s car
And drive miles and miles from this place
Cause lately i don’t give a damn
What all of you say
But that don’t mean that all your narcissistic bullshit
Doesn’t drive me insane
Now that i’m on the road again
Pretending i’m sixteen and falling in love
for the first time again
Was i lying to myself
when i said we could be friends?
Cause now i’m lying by myself in a motel
wondering how youve been
Oh i followed your ghost up to Unstad
Where you stayed with your friend Noah last summer
And in the land of endless daytime
Beneath the midnight sun
Was a lonesome daughter
And i followed your ghost down to Ballstad
In a beaten blue buggie dodge chrysler
With a bag of trail mix and my uncle's guitar
Dinner for two for the lonesome daughter
And i followed the signs down to Raine
Where the stockfish hung dry on their racks
And in the smell of calcifying fish flesh
I realized i really don’t need you
And i followed your ghost up to Unstad
Met a mechanic had a real nice talk
About his car tattoo, his daughter, or something or other
Whatever it was it really doesn’t matter
Whatever this is, it really won’t matter
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