In Regards To (Your Shitty Blog Post)

Well, somebody said:
 "These are gonna be the best years of your life,"
 I guess I'm doin' fine, but I hope they're not right
 'cause I don't ever want to die
 Dyin' young ain't as great as john
 green novels say it is, it ain't glamourous.
 I'll end up pushin' rocks like sisyphus, for cheatin' death,
 But apparently I stole your faith with my first kiss.
 Well this worn down,
 beat up hedonist will say:  "Today just ain't my day"
 Well someday I'll sing my last song
 It wont have nothin' to do with you
 But I hope that you'll still sing along
 It'll go:  "hey friends, I've never been so happy in my life,"
 We'll soon be in the dirt, but we don't ever have to say goodbye,
 Except to those who need to put their trust in someone else,
 She looks back at her college years,
 just like another trophy on the shelf
 Because somebody said:
 "These are gonna be the best years of your life"