Tears over Beers

When I was just a boy, we'll call it fifteen or so

I found myself annoyed by a syndrome of sorts in my bones

That girl who's next to me, she found herself bored to tears

She realized if she wanted conversation, she's out of luck for three more years

When I moved away from home, one hundred miles or so

I knew a change had grown inside my awkwardly long limbs and bones

That girl who's next to me, she's friendly and thoughtful and quite awfully pretty

But all she has to say is a meathead-themed monologue on why Brad ran away

She said, "All I can hope for is for me to get better

'Cause all I can take is no more

I'll win him back again, we'll be lovers, best friends

He won't need no other woman like he did way back when he was with me"

"He needed more than me

I'm friendly and thoughtful and quite awfully pretty

But he needed more than me"

When I felt that I should leave, we'll call it midnight or so

I found myself annoyed by a syndrome of sorts in her bones

That girl who's next to me, she don't know her worth in this town

'Cause her face starts to shine when that meathead behind me is grinning as he's checking her out

Oh, come on

I said, "All I can hope for is for you to get better

'Cause all I can take is no more

So I'll hide where I can, away from you and your friends

Leaking tears over beers once again

Leaking tears over beers once again

You're leaking tears over beers once again"