Made a few CDs. Played with all our favorite bands. Hit it big on the ska/punk scenes. But we're never gonna be on TRL with Carson Daly. Made a lot of
sh-sh-sh-shake) The winter knocked down my door like a selfish bitch I'm glad that you haven't got your wish 'cause in the cold, all alone, I've been
I can't wait to be a rock star. So I can do lots of drugs. And I know you think I'm kidding. Walk around like I own the town. Laughing off my ass at
As I look at the moon, my eyes are closed. You have gone so soon, like the moon. You know what I miss? The old you. You're a cold hearted-fool. You swore
this song all wrong but "Why Can't We Still Be Friends"? Aiming to upset me but you're baffling me with your actions. I am wrong. You are wrong. We subdivide
Hate myself. Hate my life. Gonna die. I don't mind. Pity me, I'm no one. Get a life, get a gun. I can't take this. This is not me. I am nothing. Na na