I´ll tell you something jack
You don´t know the real deal
What comes around may still go around
And that´s just how i feel
Better hear something jack
Life´s a piece of shit you know
Whenever you expect something of it
It turns out a horror show
Those were the best days of our lives
Were never real, and never right
Then you come around
And you´re not waiting much
But this is it my dear
You better hold a punch
Oh god you come like this
Just while she acts like that
And i say
Maybe you´ll wake up again
In 1964
We´ll be holding flowers in our hand
In 1964
