Grenade Jumper

My heart ticks in beat with these kids that I grew up with
Living like life's going out of style
And you came to watch us play
Like a "big shot talent" but
At the end of the day you know
Whoa
Where come from and where we call home
(Whoa)

Hey Chris, you were our only friend
And I know this is belated, but we love you back

They'll say it's not worth it
So we'll leave this town in ruin
Living like life's going out of style
And you came to watch us play (to watch us play)
Like a "big shot talent" but
At the end of the day you know
Whoa
Those busted lips we take back home

Hey Chris, you were our only friend
And I know this is belated, but we love you back
So
Hey Chris, you were our only friend
And I know this is belated, but we love you back

I know you would be there either way
So glad it seems like these times will never fade
I know you would be there either way (so I'll tell everyone how much this means, how much this means to me)
So glad it seems like these times will never fade (so I'll tell everyone I see)

Hey Chris, you were our only friend
And I know this is belated, but we love you back
(Yeah!)
Hey Chris, you were our only friend (were our only friend)
And I know this is belated, but we love you back
I know you would be there either way
So glad it seems like these times will never fade (I know you would be there either way)
Hey Chris, you were our only friend (were our only friend)
And I know this is belated, but we love you back (so glad it seems like these times will never)



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Wentz, Andrew Hurley, Patrick Stump, Joseph Trohman
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