| Starin’at the broke street light,
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| Some of those lonely nights,
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| I didn’t know if we would make it through.
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| Stayin’up 'til 5 AM,
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| Watchin’the sun come up again,
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| I’d do it all again if i could.
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| So if I call will you be there?
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| I miss the nights we used to share…
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| Up on the rooftop,
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| Listening to punk rock,
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| Nobody believed that,
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| This could be our one shot,
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| That was all we had…
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| The nights that we wasted,
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| Got us through the days that,
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| Seemed never ending,
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| Always in a haze but,
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| We just didn’t care…
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| No, we just didn’t care…
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| The only place that we could go,
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| Starin’at a world we didn’t know,
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| Wondering if this was all we had.
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| 40 ounce, intoxicated dreams,
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| All our faded memories,
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| That’s what made us who we are today.
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| So if I call will you be there?
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| (If I call will you be there?)
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| I miss the nights we used to share…
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| Up on the rooftop,
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| Listening to punk rock,
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| Nobody believed that,
|
| This could be our one shot,
|
| That was all we had…
|
| The nights that we wasted,
|
| Got us through the days that,
|
| Seemed never ending,
|
| Always in a haze but,
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| We just didn’t care…
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| No, we just didn’t care…
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| All these nights,
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| Left alone,
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| Is what made us…
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| All these nights,
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| Left alone,
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| Is what made us…
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| What made us…
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| Up on the rooftop,
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| Listening to punk rock,
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| Nobody believed that,
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| This could be our one shot,
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| That was all we had…
|
| Up on the rooftop,
|
| Listening to punk rock,
|
| Nobody believed that,
|
| This could be our one shot,
|
| That was all we had…
|
| The nights that we wasted,
|
| Got us through the days that,
|
| Seemed never ending,
|
| Always in a haze but,
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| We just didn’t care…
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| No, we just didn’t care… |