To all those listening, this is my story About a confused girl and a boy that's boring Silly how look can be, stupid and awkward But you leaving can't make things much better So she'll run away from the problems She knows distance can't make hearts fonder Five more days and counting before you start packing Can you give me three good reasons why we can't get back to square one "It's ok," you'll tell me to my face, stop lying Every three or four tries And now five days are gone I've got a recipe, it's for disaster Because that's all I see in my near future She's got the blond hair, but not the blue eyes I've got the right girl, but at the wrong time I've seen better days, maybe even weeks When I think of you, you're thinking of me Five more days and counting before you start packing Can you give me three good reasons why we can't get back to square one "It's ok," you'll tell me to my face, stop lying Every three or four tries And now five days are gone And you said you'd always come back So where are you now? I'm not ready for the letdown Will you be right back? And you said you'd always come back So where are you now? I'm not ready for the letdown Will you be right back? I've seen better days, maybe even weeks When I think of you, you're thinking of me Five more days and counting before you start packing Can you give me three good reasons why we can't get back to square one "It's ok," you'll tell me to my face, stop lying Every three or four tries And now five days are gone