Ballad For The Lost Romantics
I've grown sick
I've gotten older
I finally have an audience to ignore me
I can yell all I want
But you still, still can't hear me
I'm pushing myself out
Holding in my breath
I can't take this lightly
Throwing up the words that I said to you
I always do
Do what I'm not supposed to
Here's to us fools
That have no meaning
I tip my glass to you
Let's toast the night away to friends
And forget about tomorrow
I might say things you don't want to hear
But someday you might care
And I won't be there
No I won't be there
Here's to us fools
That have no meaning
I tip my glass to you
Let's toast the night away to friends
And forget about tomorrow
Forget about tomorrow...
I'm pushing myself out
Holding in my breath
I can yell, all I want
Throwing up the words that I said to you
I always do
Do what I'm not supposed to
Here's to us fools
That have no meaning
I tip my glass to you
Let's toast the night away to friends
And forget about tomorrow
Here's to us fools
That have no meaning
I tip my glass to you
Let's toast the night away to friends
And forget about tomorrow
Here's to us fools
That have no meaning
I tip my glass to you
Let's toast the night away to friends
And forget about tomorrow
Here's to us fools
That have no meaning
I tip my glass to you
Let's toast the night away to friends
And forget about tomorrow
I've gotten older
I finally have an audience to ignore me
I can yell all I want
But you still, still can't hear me
I'm pushing myself out
Holding in my breath
I can't take this lightly
Throwing up the words that I said to you
I always do
Do what I'm not supposed to
Here's to us fools
That have no meaning
I tip my glass to you
Let's toast the night away to friends
And forget about tomorrow
I might say things you don't want to hear
But someday you might care
And I won't be there
No I won't be there
Here's to us fools
That have no meaning
I tip my glass to you
Let's toast the night away to friends
And forget about tomorrow
Forget about tomorrow...
I'm pushing myself out
Holding in my breath
I can yell, all I want
Throwing up the words that I said to you
I always do
Do what I'm not supposed to
Here's to us fools
That have no meaning
I tip my glass to you
Let's toast the night away to friends
And forget about tomorrow
Here's to us fools
That have no meaning
I tip my glass to you
Let's toast the night away to friends
And forget about tomorrow
Here's to us fools
That have no meaning
I tip my glass to you
Let's toast the night away to friends
And forget about tomorrow
Here's to us fools
That have no meaning
I tip my glass to you
Let's toast the night away to friends
And forget about tomorrow
Credits
Writer(s): Ian R. Grushka, Stephen Lee Klein, Cyrus William Bolooki, Chad Everett Gilbert, Jordan I. Pundik
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