When I was just eighteen I had a girl I loved
We wouldn't go to school or take no shit from no one
And at night we'd explore the backstreets of our town
She was my best friend but now she's not around
And there are days that nothing makes me happy
Except writing sad songs
But it's not that bad, I don't miss what we had
I just miss being her friend
There's an old man named Andy who won't leave me alone
When we knocks on my door I pretend I'm not home
He says check out this Bible and isn't God great
But he's too single minded to hear when I say
Sorry Andy but f*ck you and f*ck God
Cause nothing else matters but me and my dog
And playing guitar in my vegetable garden
Cause life wasn't meant to be hard
And I try my best to not get depressed
To get out of bed early, drink coffee, get dressed
To be happy throughout every miserable day
But most of all to love everything in a world that I hate