A New Found Glory - Ballad For The Lost Romantics

i've grown sick
ive gotten older
i finally have an audience to ignore me
i can yell all i want
but you still cant hear me
im punching myself out
holding in my breath
i can take this lightly
throwing up the words that i said to you
i always do what im not soposed to
heres to fools that have no meaning
i tip my glass to you
lets toast the night away to friends
and forget about tomorrow
i might say things you ddon't wanna hear
but someday you might care
no i wont be there
heres to us fools
that have no meaning
i tip my glass to you
lets toast the night away to frtends
and forget about tomorrow
im punching myself out
holding in my breath
i can yell all i want
throwing up the world that i said to you
i always do what im not soposed to
heres to us fools that have no meaning
i tip my glass to you
lets toast the night away to friends
and forget about tomorrow