Winter Of '95 — A New Found Glory

Nobody likes us, nobody

Do you remember when we Used to talk on the phone for hours, Or just kill time by Counting stars before we went to sleep?

Do you still think I'm funny? Do you...still think I am? Well, at least to one of us. Do you still think I'm funny? Do you...still think I am? Well, at least to one of us

Sometimes I get a little out of hand. I've made so many friends, and so many plans, A million people and too much time That I don't have.

The joke's on you... Well, I don't understand myself The joke's on you Well, I meant it the whole time

Do you remember when we Used to talk on the phone for hours, Or just kill time by Counting stars before we went to sleep?

Do you still think I'm funny? Do you...still think I am? Well, at least to one of us. Do you still think I'm funny? Do you...still think I am? Well, at least to one of us

Sometimes I get a little out of hand. I've made so many friends, and so many plans, A million people and too much time That I don't have.

The joke's on you... Well, I don't understand myself The joke's on you Well, I meant it the whole time

Sometimes I get a little out of hand. I've made so many friends, and so many plans, A million people and too much time That I don't have.

The joke's on you... Well, I don't understand myself The joke's on you Well, I meant it the whole time