You're So Last Summer - Lyrics - Taking Back Sunday

She said... "Don't let it go to your head, Boys like you are a dime a dozen. Boys like you are a dime a dozen." [You hear that? A dime a dozen.] She said... "You're a touch overrated. You're a lush and I hate it, But these grass stains on my knees... They won't mean a thing." [It's pathetic.] And all I need to know is that I'm something you'll be missing Maybe I should hate you for this Never really did ever quite get that far Maybe I should hate you for this Never really did ever quite get that... [Get what?] I'd never lie to you Unless I had to, I'll do what I got to Unless I had to, I'll do what I got to The truth [...is?] Is you could slit my throat and with my one last gasping breath I'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt Cause I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions This will be the last chance you'll get to drop my name Cause I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions This will be the last chance you'll get to drop my name (If you only knew half as much as you pretend to) (If you only knew half as much as you pretend to) (If you only knew half as much as you pretend to) If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar (Maybe I should hate you for this) (Maybe I should hate you for this) (Maybe I should hate you for this)