I guess it's not surprising but it's plain that I should leave.
I will be in Venice tomorrow. Unfortunately I will be alone. Hah, I can skate by myself. Lately all I've been is by myself. I've got my friends, but they bail. And you can't call them friends. Skate by myself, yeah, no problem...
I don't belong. And when no one wants me around. I take my skateboard outside. Ride and cry.
"You don't know where and you don't know when. But you still got yours words and you got your friends. Walkin' onto another day. Work a little harder work another way."