I Wanna Play Pop Punk, Baby

I'm telling you, boy
You're a pain in my ass
You're a no-account skid
Going nowhere fast

Not here for a long time
Cuz the good times never last
It gives me carte blanche to
Show my white ass

(And she said) Aren't you afraid of being alone
(And I said) I got my band and I got the Ramones
(And she sighed) Rolled her eyes
I could tell by her tone
That I was going home alone

I wanna play pop punk, baby
I wanna play pop punk, baby

Bloody my fist up
Cuz I hate my own reflection
Stare at the dive bar mirror
Confirm regression

(And she said) You need to take better care of yourself
(And I said) Since when do care for anyone else
(And she cried) Called a ride, after four years strong
She was going, going, gone

I wanna play pop punk, baby
(Pop punk, baby)
I wanna play pop punk, baby

It's not a shame
Some say things won't change
We're all to blame
And we'll (makedamnsure)

It's Death By Television, Recipe For Hate
Waiting on a third anthem and a second date
Just a bunch f-ups with no use for a name
And it all kinda sounds the same

I wanna play pop punk, baby
(Pop punk, baby)
I wanna play pop punk, baby
(Pop punk, baby)
I wanna play pop punk, baby
(No math rock, no shoegaze)
I wanna play pop punk, baby
(No folk punk, no new wave)
I wanna play pop punk, baby
(No math rock, no shoegaze)
I wanna play pop punk, baby
(No folk punk, no new wave)
I wanna play pop punk, baby
(No math rock, no shoegaze)
I wanna play pop punk, baby
(No folk punk, no new wave)