See Ya, Sucker by Modern Baseball
I reckon you grew up in a town that said “reckon” all the time. All your time so vile yet concrete. And I heard little rumors here and there, little peeps that you may never leave, I swear to god if you never leave. Well here goes nothing I mean everything. Fingers crossed every morning, after a night of no sleep wondering if it will ever be me. But, I guess I’m doing just fine texting you “sup”s and “heyy”s with a smile or winky face hoping to get the same. But I won’t fucking wait for you to stop lingering. You’ve got too clingy to this town, to this town that you supposedly hate. And though it kills me to say if you get stuck oh I’m just gonna’ leave. See ya, Sucker. On the corner of Canal and Broadway, where that huge signs says love me shrouded in graffiti and the stench of weed. My heart just started screaming “What if she just never leaves.” If you get stuck I’m just gonna go on without you. Yeah, it’s shredding me in half. But I’m not gonna lose you and me too. And I reckon you grew up in a town that said “reckon” all the time, but what gives you the right to wreck everything?
Modern Life Is War at 924 Gilman Street, Berkeley, California. Summer 2002.
where did you get your record playyyer?
I’m pretty sure it’s from Target. I got it for Christmas! It’s the cheapest Crosley there is, I think!
HAS PAIGE TOLD YOU EVERYTHING WE LEARNED ABOUT SCOTT YET?
I JUST HEARD.
YAAAAYYYY YOU’RE BAAAACK!
YES. I HAVE ARRIVED.