When your "golden days" 

are "that was just a phase..." 

Lose yourself to reminisce 

Pictures and innocence 

Try to remember when you felt free and 

The smiles 

Just came so naturally... 

You can't control your age 

But you can control how you feel 

Breathing dead air into broke lungs that 

Once filled your heart 

With the will to live 

So when are you 

Gonna cash in your raincheck? 

(And on and on and on...) 

Every second that goes by 

Is one that's gone for good 

Are you throwing away 

Possible memories to a fevered life 

Of "woulds" and "coulds?" 

We may have missed our chance and 

We may never be young again but fuck 

Living a sick day life 

Fuck dead beat kids 

And fuck your falsehoods 

So when are you 

Gonna cash in your raincheck? 

(And on and on and on...) 

I'm not dead yet 

Ambitions... sorry, but I have none... 

I'm just a confused kid 

With the masses telling me 

To join tradition... 

But I just can't... 

I'd rather die than live like you 

Do you get it? 

I'd rather die than live like you 

You don't get it 

Fuck your falsehoods