Winter of '95
Do you remember when we
Used to talk on the phone for hours,
Or just kill time by
Counting stars before we went to sleep?
Do you still think I'm funny?
Do you still think I am?
Well, at least to one of us.
Do you still think I'm funny?
Do you think I am?
Well, at least to one of us
Sometimes I get a little out of hand.
I've made so many friends,
and so many plans,
A million people and too much time
That I don't have.
The joke's on you
Well, I don't understand myself
The joke's on you
Well, I meant it the whole time