| We took a hard fall
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| But it’s okay
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| I’m an asshole
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| You’re a head case
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| We were street punks on a freight train
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| Should’ve never been together in the first place
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| Rummage through the rubble
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| See memories of trouble
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| The rest are getting busy in a black car shuttle
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| Jamming Rancid in the class cause we crash with each other
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| You’re coolest in the winter but you’re hottest in the summer
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| One day we may laugh about it
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| One day we’ll let it all out
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| One day we may talk about it
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| But that day’s not now
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| We took a beating inside
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| I saw you fall from the ride
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| And started buying new clothes
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| You took the ring out your nose
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| I said your making me sick
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| You look at me like tough shit
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| I’m not the rebel yelling bitch you remember
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| That day when I crashed your car
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| That time when you punched my wall
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| I know we’re responsible
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| We’re both so irresponsible
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| And we keep steering down the wrong path
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| Sparks flying everywhere and now we can’t turn back
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| One day we may laugh about it
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| One day we’ll let it all out
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| One day we may talk about it
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| But that day’s not now
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| Wow, look at us now
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| I went right behind the shutter
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| And you’ve become another
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| Side, maybe it’s fine
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| Toss your pea coat
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| Burn your steel tongue boots
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| Blues, got in my grooves
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| You live a facade in covered up tattoos
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| So bye, maybe it’s fine
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| Maybe one day we’ll ride that train with pride
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| One day we may laugh about it
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| One day we’ll let it all out
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| One day we may talk about it
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| But that day’s not now
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| One day we may laugh about it
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| One day we’ll let it all out
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| One day we may talk about it
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| But that day’s not now |