Epiphany (Bowling For Soup)

Stop before you get me started Maybe I'll just go I'm not exactly broken hearted But I think you already know That there's more to the story Than I'm giving up Maybe I should just grow up There's a picture of a girl somewhere That fits this empty frame And there's a song here somewhere With a happier refrain It came to me I think they call it an epiphany Man, that's a big word All I ever wanted Was a little extraordinary Somewhat documented and depicted In this book of memories That's as empty as a broken glass Or gas tank in my car If you can hear me now Come out, come out, wherever you are Wherever you are I try so hard not to remember Wish I could forget Thoughts of you in syndication Just like that time I met Joan Jett At a Grammy party on a Saturday night After you and me had a big fight There's a picture of a boy somewhere That fits your empty frame I tried switching the station But the song remains the same It came to me Guess they call it an epiphany That line was lame All I ever wanted Was a little extraordinary Somewhat documented and depicted In this book of memories That's as empty as a broken glass Or gas tank in my car If you can here me now Come out, come out, wherever you are Are you still at home? Or did you go to Rome? I swear I think I saw you On some Italian movie Showing on the plane I couldn't read your name Subtitles don't work on the credits Man, that's a shame And it's a shame 'bout me and you No one to blame but you All I ever wanted Was a little extraordinary Somewhat documented and depicted In this book of memories All I ever wanted Was a little extraordinary Somewhat documented and depicted In this book of memories If you can hear me now If you can hear him now If you can hear me now Come out, come out, wherever you are (I think they call it an epiphany) Wherever you are, oh yeah (I think they call it an epiphany) I think they call it an epiphany I think they call it an epiphany