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