Sixteen - Diet Cig

When I was sixteen

I dated a boy

With my own name

It was weird

In the back of his truck

Moaning my name

While trying to fuck

And I didn’t think you had to

Go to town

And tell everybody’s mom

That I’m

Sleeping around

Ready?

Now I realize

That all my friends are

Mostly friends

With you

And I don’t know

Who would show up to my

Barbecue

And I

Think you’re the kind of guy

Who would meet me at a party

And forget my name

And try to take me home

All the same

Now I

I’m all alone

In the grocery store

Wondering who

I’m buying all of these

Hot dogs for

And I

Think you’re the kind of guy

Who would meet me at a party

And forget my name

And try to take me home

All the same

Now I

Will never barbecue again

And you can keep all of your

Shitty friends

And I

Will never barbecue again

And I

Will never think of you again