If I ask you to wait by the shoreline
I'm finally coming in
Will you tell me again how you wish we were older or better yet
That it was '96 again
Remember when
But I'm finding out that you've already gone outside
And I'm left biting fingernails
Blissfully unaware of the blessings of bitter dissapointment
Will you remember then
God save the king, although I be not he Did they not cry all hail to me
But my words are not good, and I am not kind
So I will stay here for the rest of my, rest of my life
No matter how much I wish it was 1996 again