I made it just the way you did
But it doesn't taste right anyway
Well you know I’ve tried
yeah your boy has tried
I know it’ll be cold and dry
when I open
it’s just not right
but the memories
will still be there
just like you inside my heart
my lunch’s got cold
and your boy’s got old
and there’s something never told
too old to cry
too late to regret
too young to know
too soon to sleep
Everytime I miss you
I pack my lunch
To remember you
I know I wasn’t a good boy to you
You know your boy’s
pretty drunk today
I wish you are here with me now
and you will be proud of me
I’ve got a job
at the best mart in town
I work hard
as if it were a store i own
and I’ve also found
someone to love
I believe I’m on the right track
why did you leave me so soon
this boy’s got old
and you missed too many things
too old to cry
too late to regret
too young to know
too soon to sleep
Everytime I miss you
I pack my lunch
To remember you
When the sun comes up
another day begins
You may say
Stop packing your lunch and
have some real food son
But I won’t listen to you
You know I won’t follow you
just like your boy used to be
just like your boy used to be