i am waking up on a monday to catch the same old routine that my life has been getting used to like i used to catch the bus at 8 o clock or how i d lie and say i d walk to it so i could see you so we could make our way round town where all the things we knew we re old as hell but hell we couldn t tell we couldn t tell a thing when we were closer than we d ever been and now the worst part is telling you goodbye and all that i can do is ask you why d you have to go away and take my heart with you well if you coulda stayed i d have a lot to say you are sixteen years of age and clearly you are doing all the things that you had said would never be a problem but the problem here is that the air you breathe is not the dixie kind that you grew up with in this southern town where all the things we knew we re old as hell but hell we couldn t tell we couldn t tell a thing when we were closer than we d ever been and now the worst part is telling you goodbye and all that i can do is ask you why d you have to go away and take my heart with you well if you coulda stayed i d have a lot to say to say that you are wrong to ditch this town and move along and if you by chance hear this song could you please sing along so that when you go away and find yourself a new place to hang with all your new friends you won t say that everyone s okay