another lonely seaside town
where the seasons closed it down
but if you close your eyes
you can almost hear the sounds of crowds gone by

another year you'll all be here
falling in love and watching sunsets and sunrises
it'll be grand and just what you planned
'til tomorrow comes and you've said your last goodbyes
he says he'll write, but he won't write
and you will waste your time
so stay the fuck home and greet everyone with goodbye

on this lonely winter's day
while all the crowds were still away
I realized the attraction
to temporary miles and holidays

boardwalk dreams all boarded up
another souvenir made to be broken
chasing the sun isn't my kind of fun
I'd rather sit and catch snowflakes on my tongue
when summers gone I won't be sad
as you cling on to all the good times that you've had
'cause being alone isn't really all that bad

don't ever tell anyone anything
or else you'll wind up missing everybody
don't ever tell anyone anything