A New Found Glory

A New Found Glory
Ballad For The Lost Romantics

I've grown sick
I've gotten older
I finally have an audience to ignore me
I can yell all I want
But you still can't hear me
I'm punching myself out
Holding in my breath
I can take this lightly
Throwing up the words that I said to you
I always do what I'm not supposed to
Here's to us fools
That have no meaning
I tip my glass to you
Let's toast the night away to friends
And forget about tomorrow
I ight say things that you don't wanna hear
But someday you might care
And I won't be there
No I won't be there
Here's to us fools
That have no meaning
I tip my glass to you
Let's toast the night away to friends
And forget about tomorrow
I'm punching myself out
Holding in my breath
I can yell all I want
Throwing up the words that I said to you
I always do what I'm not supposed to
Here's to us fools that have no meaing
I tip my glass to you
Let's toast the night away to friends
And forget about tomorrow

walter

Submitted by walter at Thu 28 Feb, 2008 6:18 pm

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