Dare I might ask if you really think tonight will be your last?
You’re pulling out all the stops
And it came down to taking your car keys
Well it must be me, there’s got to be something that I don’t see
And even if I do, it’s not something I need
Well if it’s a game, then I don’t think I really need to play
I’m well aware of how much you design the way we see yourself
But deep down inside you’re just like every other teenage lie
We knew all along that you were nothing but everybody else
It’s linear and vicious all the same
So immature, what else can we blame?
Self-righteous, don’t like us
We’re all just kids
Doing the right thing means breaking every other rule we know
I’m right behind you, when you fall back you’ll take me
And if it’s of help, I know that there’s no way to help yourself
We’re not at blame, it’s just how we’re designed
It’s linear and vicious all the same
So immature, what else can we blame?
Self-righteous, don’t like us
We’re all just kids
