Well I’m sorry to tell you, but I’m giving up.
And it’s not that bad, it’s not that bad.
You’ll be saddened to know that I’m growing up.
And I’m not that man that I planned.
But when you said we’ll fight, we’ll fight til we die.
I believed in it then, made it my battle cry.
When you’re only 16, and you’re part of a scene,
The world can’t bring you down.
You’ve got your young heart and dreams.
But I’m losing touch.
When I see you at shows I think back to the days
When I shouted along and thought life was a stage.
With a kid of my own, I will show her the way.
You inspired me then, and let her take the reigns.
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