Texty:
Streetlight Manifesto Keasbey Nights

Wearing a bulletproof vest Singing, my, my, my How the time does fly When you know you're gonna die By the end of the night, said hey I still remember

(WHA!) Well I know I shouldn't care, But I do and I don't, And I always crack a smile, When I see your punk rock clothes, And you try, try, but you

You, you try, you try to get by, you?re never going to pull it off, you shouldn't even try. You're a wet cigarette, you?re always second best, they

I don't want to barge in on your secrecy (see) Dependency (see) It means nothing to me; I don't want to hear about your problems. And I don't want

Not long ago in my high school days, I watched a girl from far so away, But every time she passed me by, I turned my head away and quietly sighed. And

Sick and sad again, sometimes I'd like the rain to end. Sick and sad again, sometimes I like to stand on my own two feet. Went to the corner of second

(hup, hup, hup) Well, hello everybody why don?t you pull up a chair, I wanna tell you a story cause I really do care about, Talking, talking, talking

I still remember that night it was the 4th of July, Still engraved in my mind and I'm not surprised, There was no guns, hand to hand, Their black, their