Dirty Fingernails

Everything changes in a week,
In a day, in a minute
I don't know how to make plans anymore

If i do they never come
And god, i hate a change of plans
Who do you think you are?
What gives you the right to make me cry?
Today of all the days
When the rain that falls tells us there's nothing going on

You said you were coming to find me
But i'm still lost
Now i have to find my own way home
All i wanted was someone to walk with

If i do they never come
And god, i hate a change of plans
We didn't have to get it on
I thought we could just have some fun

I'm not saying it's a good idea
I think it is, but what if that's all it is?
Maybe that's all it is
Just a nice idea

Doesn't seem like such a bad idea
I hope it's not, but what do we do without?
What do i do without it?
I want to go back