Pack up our hearts it is finally time to end all of
this.If you've got nothing left to say then get the $#&@
out.Throw your guitar down turn the mic off and just walk

away,just walk away.

Get the $#&@ out. It ceased to mean anything when you

second guessed everything, when you simply stopped
believing.


We have heard this all before, there is no hope for us,
are no spokesman our generation is already dead...


and we dance to all the songs we've played, and we cop to
all of our mistakes.


Sometimes it feels like its us against them so we lie to
ourselves to keep from giving in


but we will always know the truth, we tried and we
failed.But we are still here laughing with injuries.