Text: Heath Brandon. Songs From The After Hours. Stupid Boy.

It's 1 oclock
I know you're out
I thought I'd call you anyway
The shock's warn off
From what you said
And now hear what i say

I'm not the guy
Io sit around
Hoping your dates go well
But i try it all with you
And i dont go for this whole "friends" sell

I never thought you'd look around
And say to me
Can you hold my glass
While i go talk to the guy you see

There you are with a jokers smile
Standing on a one way street
Pointing to me with all your friends
Showing them who you've beat
You say
"Look at this no idea
I'm leading him this way
Stupid boy, dont you know
I'm too good for you anyway"

So take your words and the truth
And be on your way
I dont got time for people like you
So take it all away

So I ask you all
Please, please, please
How could something look so good to me
Look like shit to everyone else who sees

Everybody wants to say to me
"Don't you worry, walk around
You'll meet someone another day"
But I roll back under the covers
Where I'll be safe, for just another day

There you are with a jokers smile
Standing on a one way street
Pointing to me with all your friends
Showing them who you've beat
you say
"Look at him, no idea
I'm leading him this way
Stupid boy, dont you know
I'm too good for you anyway"

So I ask you all
Please, please, please
How could something look so perfect to me
Be so wrong indeed

I want open my eyes up wider
Just to take a peak
At all the devils out there
Playing at my feet

And I just turn around walk away, I dont want them another day
I look around walk away, and I wont see them
Just another day

"Didn't I once know you, didnt you once know me"
Is what they

Everybody wants to be a part of me
Just as the bus begins to leave
Just as the bus begins to leave