All my friends are too cool for bloodpacts
I don’t think that i can trust that
I don’t think that i can trust them
Like I trust you
Left turn at the stop light
You’ll be here until morning
You know that is gods price
Now you know the process
And now it’s lost the magic
Waiting at terminal b
You’ll have it figured out
When you turn twenty three
Sid said cigarettes are an outside sport
Well, that’s not what he said
It’s close enough for what its worth
I can’t make fire with only two sticks
But I can make myself as thin as a toothpick
You could say
That I was asking for it
But you know with time
That you’ll have to ignore it
The last line doesn’t have to be related
You’re still just like blood
It would be the same when were famous
It would be the same without these drugs
When the trunk flys open
On the freeway
Who cares?
I just gotta make it there
Sophie missed my set
She was outside crying
Can u tell that
Can u tell that i’ve been crying?
The hopeful ones
And the hanger onners
Oh, you’d be different
You would suffer
As the favorite daughter
The hopeful ones
And the hanger onners
Oh, you'd be different
You would suffer
As the favorite daughter
Swelling up with envy
I see the way he looks at you
Why don’t you look at me that way
Everything you sell me
That one day will be paid
A microphone
The life you know
The side you dont
The side effects
Some friends of friends
Sometimes you cry
And sometimes i don't ask why
A spring in his step
Man, that kid can jump
Man, that kid could fly
I bet he’s gonna die
A spring in his step
Man, that kid can jump
Man, that kid could fly
Yeah, I bet he’s gonna die
