i'd like to say i suffer from a broken heart
somebody
i swear i tried to call you
i wish you could
what ever happened to a good old fashioned punk rock
i guess this means i didn't make it
but everyone's unhappy
and
i locked my doors and waited for the world to
i'm too punk rock for her
she's too hardcore for me
i'm
this time next year i'll be three thousand miles from
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