Float along the shore
Pebbles sink beneath the soles of each two feet
You hate when it rains
Perfect remains get swept away

Trudge back to the car
I feel like I'm gonna hit the ceiling tonight

Where is the part
When things will actually start?
Coming back again 'cause this feeling has no end
I don't wanna have to pretend

Pull into the drive, we have arrived
Feel the crunching of the ice
Footsteps in the hall, pictures on the wall
There's not much to talk about

Trudge back to the car
I feel like I'm gonna hit the ceiling tonight

Where is the part
When things will actually start?
Coming back again 'cause this feeling has no end
I don't wanna have to pretend
I don't wanna have to pretend

I was torn apart
It was a false start
Keep going 'round the bend
Same old words to every friend
I don't wanna have to pretend
I don't wanna have to pretend
Where is the part? (Can we float on, on?)
(Can we float? Can we float?)
I don't wanna have to pretend
I don't wanna have to pretend (Can we float on, on?)
(Can we float? Can we float?)

Where is the part
When things will actually start?
Coming back again 'cause this feeling has no end
I don't wanna have to pretend
I don't wanna have to pretend