Sad about the problems
 Of the memory of forgetting
 All the times we had in my head
 Laid upon your lap
 Your head’s speaking words I wish I forget
 If I had a million dollars
 I would roam the world for hours
 Looking for the words to say
 The ones I should’ve said that day
 Sad about the issues
 They ever out of tissues
 I can cry into my hands
 Or I can start another band
 I don’t know
 And don’t ask me y I’m sad
 Because I would just feel bad
 Because the saddest guy is selfish
 And I don’t want to be that