She said that she loved me, but took back her words, its all too familiar to me. Like nights in the summer we spent at your house, I'll meet you at 7:30. "Forget about all those nights" yea she said boy, "by September they won't mean a thing, just like everything I said." It all meant nothing. Next time you see a star fall from the sky, know it's me burning for you and next year when summer days fade into nights, don't think that I'm happy for you. So this is my last goodbye. Once I had your picture hung up on my wall, but I've torn it down in envy. And Carrie was right all the times that she said "her smile is only skin deep." "Forget about all those nights" yea she said boy, "by September they won't mean a thing, just like everything I said." It all meant nothing...