yearbook

you're telling me to back down

go home

find another way out

but i know that is not what it's really about

this town smoked out

got your head in the clouds

something's got me feeling like we're all going down

you wouldn't like it if i was just like you

i don't even like me and i'm nothing like you

i can't just pretend

that this is time well spent

i try to sleep the day away and say i'm too busy for everything

and everyone 'cause i'm no fun

rather play roulette with a loaded gun

this is the town that stole my heart

this is the town that ripped it apart

these are the friends i won't forget

even if they treat me like shit

you're telling me to back down

go home

find another way out

but i know that is not what it's really about

this town smoked out

got your head in the clouds

something's got me feeling like we're all going down

you wouldn't like it if i was just like you

i don't even like me and i'm nothing like you

i can't just pretend

that this is time well spent

lights on

exposure burns

manipulated

by now i've learned

your words mean dirt

trading blows and now you'll feel the hurt

tough luck

now you fucked up

put your hands up

shoot low

that's a low blow

time to let go

tough luck

now you fucked up

call it tough love

put your hands up

let's go

tough luck

now you fucked up

put your hands up

shoot low

that's a low blow

time to let go

tough luck

now you fucked up

call it tough love

put your hands up

let's go

can't bite the hand that feeds

when it beats out all your teeth

can't bite the hand that feeds

when it beats out your teeth

can't bite the hand that feeds

when it beats out all your teeth

can't bite the hand that feeds

when it beats out your teeth