This is a fucking bar song
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We talked all night again, I miss the sweet taste of 'er skin
Yeah, we talked all night again she cant do it alone
We fell asleep in parkin' lots, cheap hotels and borrowed spots
She fell asleep with my t-shirt on, spinnin' her favorite songs
She says she wants to be married
(Pre-)
We dont know where were goin', but we sure know where we've been
We dont know where were goin' but we're goin' again, again again
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We pass through your hometown three times a year now
Every things changed, now? You did it your own way
Let change be the constant pace that
You wanted throw out all caution We did it our own way
(2)
We talked all night again, of all the places this could end
We were whisky influenced, we cant do it alone, alone alone
Battle cry for the downtrodden
Contender, well its such a hit
At least with critics and hipster elitists
Tell me why, I cant pay my rent!
(Pre-)
We dont know where were goin' but to the basements of our friends
We dont know where were goin' but we're goin' again, again again
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We pass through your hometown three times a year now
Every things changed now? We did it our own way
Friendships are fading
As I keep on chasing this dream that is taking everything not strapped down
Everything not strapped down, everything not strapped
(Bridge)
I nailed it down and mixed the 2
Real life, and what is really you
I took the 2 and I made a truce but they broke it again
Broke it again!
Fuck!
(Bridge)
Fuck you, I hate this!
Youre all presentation
Completely complacent
We did it our own way
Fuck you, I hate this!
Punk rock is safe when
Your judged by your looks
No, not the words that come out
We do it our own way now
We do it our own way now
We do it our own way now
We'll it our own way