I miss you more than high school,   The way things use to be.   Everything was so easy,   Everything but me.   I love you more than ice cream,   I hate you more than tea.   Party times have come and gone,   and you don't mean a thing.   I don't want to see you if you don't even care.   Cut your grass with razor blades,   My heart has one more hole.   The stars at night, they sure aren't bright,   Reminds me of no love.   Let me have my problems,   I'm gonna lose my friends.