The Arms Of My Sweater

So, I wrapped you in
The arms of my sweater,
Though I knew you wanted
Nothing to do with me;
You said you were done with all these lies
And you wish you'd never woke up;
You don't know how much coke you did
And I can't go home,
'Cause you need me here;
Tommy stared at me
And whispered about how he had
Seen me crying in the boat house I used to dwell in;
Jack stayed quiet and took off his sun glasses
Because Maddie had started crying
And begging me for the answers,
Of as to why I had done this to her:
"You knew I was in love,
But it's okay,
Only since third grade;
It's not like I fit into
That whole rock 'n roll scene
You always liked to roll with anyway;"
So you see, I went to the bathroom
And promised I would be right back,
Then I threw up my whole lunch
And cried myself dry,
So, for a second,
I believed I wasn't the backstabber
She accused me of being;
And then I thought:
'Why'd I have to run on a night like this?'
Then, once I had nothing left,
I walked with a graceful glide
To where the party once was,
But there were only a selective few left;
Ol' Jacky Boy offered me a line,
He bought it just in time for his hair to grow back,
'Cause him and Tommy
Were no longer 'Skin Head Bros'
And I was the reason the story ended up
This way;
My antics forced them to take sides
And Jack was the only one left here with me;
All I ever wanted was to feel alive,
Now he says I'm lookin' like
I haven't eaten in days
And Madison said that the worst part was
Even after what I did to her,
She still thought
I was the funniest girl she'd ever met
Now, love me,
Oh, now that you've taken
The back-stage exit