Caught pissin' by the front steps Just a sentimental train wreck I can't even remember what we were saying I get a bruise on my birthday Hey, I'll make it up on Monday I'll take a swim, I've never been caught before It was the last good bad idea I had They say what doesn't kill you makes you stonger They couldn't have been any wronger No credit cards or hand grenades Just a hundred bucks left to my name And a day in New York to spend it all It was the two of us drowning It was you first time in town then No holding back, it's our last hurrah It was the last good bad idea I had They say what doen't kill you makes you stronger They couldn't have been any wronger