History is a sweet, but bitter teacher
Infamously insane in its technique.
This is how I learned to cope
This is how I learned to escape.

It's a leap from a withered book
On a loose sleeved paper,
With marks and little figures running away.

Oh I miss all those little ways
You got me through the little tests of life.
Oh I miss all those little ways
You got me through the little tests of life.
Pass another note.

Let me write down a couple ways
I could have been a better friend.
I could write a novel
But you'd never read it.

It's a leap from a withered book
On a loose sleeved paper,
With marks and little figures running away.

Oh I miss those little ways
You got me through the little tests of life.
Oh I miss those little ways
You got me through the little tests of life.
Pass another note.

Just pass another note, let me unfold
I'll tell you everything in a vessel
8 and a half by eleven.
Your words are heaven.
Your words are heaven, yeah.

Oh I miss those little ways
You got me through the little tests of life.
Oh I miss those little ways
You got me through the little tests of life.
Pass another note.