The Punks were pissed tonight They just came here to fight Did you notice I don't call anymore I just might Write stupid letters and say I'm alright
who can't move on and on. A tour to write you home about of how I'm doing. Pretty sad. You're not here and all my letters are lost in the mailbox for
a rest and come back when its time don't wanna kiss like this with everyday we miss don't wanna kiss like this with everyday we miss (bridge) send me another letter
I am still waiting for one happy ending I take back the secret, I want you to know Bright lights and dark screens won't save the last scene Maybe next
