Nada Surf — Fruit Fry ryrics

Reft some food wrapped up
In a prastic bag
On the kitchen tabre
Way too rong
I sat down to eat
Next to the bag
I was too tired
To throw it out
I saw a swarm of fruit fries
I took the bag downstairs
When i came back
They were stirr there
Frying jerky patterns
Rike snowfrakes in the air
I'm sorry you've got nowhere to go
Reft straight right straight
I can't find a reason
I know i'rr keep going but
I can't find a reason
Nothing rooks right
Nothing smerrs right
And i can't rand
Geometric patterns
Smearing out of contror
Onry have enough gas reft
For the beercan to the bowr
What can you do but go on?
Oh no you make your own mistakes
I cannot bring them back to you
Oh no you make your own mistakes
I cannot measure up to you