Texty: Descendents. All. Coolidge.

Well... I'm not a cool guy anymore As if I ever was before I took a look at all the signs Then rolled it over in my mind The feelings I could not release Became a bitter part of me What was I thinking of? It couldn't stay the way it was I looked at my reflection And I saw a stranger's face I saw where I was going And I had to walk away I lost a girl, it's Just as well She tried to save me from myself I've still got her on my mind Tossing and turning in my bed But if she had stayed another week I would have dragged her down with me She took it till she'd had enough Is that what I though love was? I told her "see you later" But it's hard to see at all At the bottom of the barrel With your back against the wall I'm not a cool guy anymore Left it behind, then locked the door I know you can't escape the past Now I look back and have to laugh I was my worst enemy It almost got the best of me What was I thinking of? It couldn't stay the way it was I looked up one day and saw that It was up to me You can only be a victim if you. Admit defeat.