Seventy Times Seven

....back in school they never taught us what we needed to know, like how to deal with despair or someone breaking your heart, for 12 years I've held it all together, but a night like this keeps threatening to pull me apart. I stood quiet while you were deep in conversation, I felt uncool so I hung out in the kitchen, and I remember always thinking that I know I never would, but how I wanted to kill you like only a best friend could..... So that's how I feel at this particular point, what a summer. I've got to get out of here, I'm going to Boone......so is that what you call a get away? Tell me what you got away with, 'cause I've seen more spine in jelly fish, I've seen more guts in 11 year old kids. So have another drink and drive yourself home, I hope there's ice on all the roads, so you can think of me when you forget your seat belt and again when your head goes through the windshield, is that what you call tact? you're as subtle as a brick in the small of my back, so lets end this call, and end this conversation.