Running water drips down the halls
Sneaking around never felt so fun
Crosses on the wall
I felt safe
All in all

All in all

I read every book she gave me wrong
And she didn't want to listen to one more song
When she kissed me all I could taste
Was the cinnamon toast crunch that she ate

All in all
All in all

Twisted Faces late at night
Suburbia always feels so white
Too hot to sleep
Too cold to fight
I'll always ask you if you're alright

All in all
All in all
All in all