consider this a letter that i never sent however inconsiderate it seems do you still consider me consider me the boy you laughed with or you learned to live without i suck i know i m late i know you waited you wouldn t get me on the phone and you couldn t make me not alone my phone bills stacked up by my bedside with your picture you re looking surprised you re what makes new england so great my island nights are all spent dying wait for summer to become wrought with lips my wishful thinking you couldn t get me on the phone and you couldn t make me not alone yeah you re a blue eyed lightning bolt i m a national phenomenon nothing s absolutely definite til it s absolutely definitely gone i never thought this day would end i never thought tonight could ever be this close to me so let my hands stray past that boundaries of your back to get you breathing and get this started you wouldn t get me yeah you wouldn t get me you wouldn t get me on the phone yeah you re a blue eyed lightning bolt i m a national phenomenon nothing s absolutely definite til it s gone
['emo', 'pop punk']