two lovers are having their fight again they're tired of saying good-bye standing on the beachside listening to the feet of the passers on the sidewalk there don't make me part of your life again cause i'm tired of saying good-bye ridding on my skateboard knocking all the pretty boys in my way i'm just a round kid causing mass hysteria and i know something nobody knows you ask me if i'm real or not but what is real or not am i completely right or am i just lost and misguided there is something you ouhta know what is real or not that there is nothing wrong so don't tell me i need any counseling