Album Cover February 15th

February 15th

Hobo Johnson

5

The butterflies in my stomach have died

Now there′s lowly caterpillars that are waiting for the night to strike

And they've been dying to escapeThe pit of my stomach′s a real dark fuckin' place

Oh, my new friends are starting to know

Why my old ones don't talk to me anymore

My ex knows why my last one′s my last one

Hey, guess why

It′s all my stupid fuckin' actions

I′m gonna feel alone forever

I'm gonna feel alone forever

But I′m getting used to the thought

Except late at night, no maybe I'm not

I′m gonna feel alone forever

I surely feel alone forever

But I'm getting used to the thought

Except late at night, no (maybe I'm not)

She went to Columbia and I went to jail

I just wanted another apple when she really wanted Yale

And that is the problem where all of this lies

I′m emotionally unstable. I′m just a crazy fuckin' guy!

Who′s–

Who surely feel alone forever

I'm gonna feel alone forever

But I′m getting used to the thought

And in a couple years I'm gonna pay to make it stop

I′m gonna feel alone forever

I'm gonna feel alone forever

But I'm getting used to the thought

And in a couple years I will pay to make it stop