Hiding in back and never make a sound If you don't speak your thoughts They can't be turned around You lead a targeted youth Can't find the courage to
I'm writing this song to tell you that I'm sorry Because I know you never thought that I'd be away so long I know its unfair to ask for you to wait for
Walk home drowning these memories in the rain Biting my lip to transfer this pain You're gone and I'm still going through withdrawl Next time around
Take these promises I've made And hold them strong Don't think twice about those things that I did wrong Cause I'd never do something intentionally
Well you think you know it all You think that you deserve the best, but I've got news for you Your bullshit smile can't pass this test Cause there's
this girl that's gonna break my heart (she'll break my heart every time I see her) I guess it's t he right time to tell her how I feel It's my one last
nooone We got it we got it Ok Fuck you None of my friends are punks None of my friends are punks I don't know You're tough dude That was just funny
you how I feel about everything thats been inside my mind since the day we crossed the line into this real life fantasy cause I poured my heart into the last
there's a broken needle scratchin my 45 collection through a burned out, blown 2-speaker combination there's nothin left to do but crank it up loud
I've been sitting here for hours Burned an image of you in my mind Finding comfort in the words you say But it's not the same I know you're worth the
late night long day somehow it's never quite enough and maybe i'm lazy it's been so long sometimes i feel like giving up so now i'm staying up all night
Somewhere down on Fullerton there's a place we used to go to get away from it all Somewhere down on Fullerton there's a place we used to go to get away
You left a guy who told you where to be and when I was with a girl who tried to sleep with my best friend We both took comfort in each others messy lives
If I could tell you one thing Then I'd tell you everything I'd probably say that you've been on my mind Since we held hands out in the rain Smoking cigarettes
Drive through nights on empty roads Hoping the clubs promote our show Wasting days in endless naps Find new ways to fill the gaps Another word game
