Letra da Música Dear Scene, I Wish I Were Deaf de Nightmare of You

you were one
step behind
in that dismal school of mine
needles and percocets
instead of books on students' desks
but we were so
charming
the future was
alarming
but now don't you go look so proud
just guess who's laughing now

and we've learned that life is one big game
where the winners are all getting paid
so stop dragging your feet behind
you can't live with your folks all your life
so on those days home in your car
we jerked your steering wheel to the median
joking that we'd end our lives
but we weren't joking all the time

start a band, or throw a brick
you lazy hipsters make me sick
don't clap your hands
don't start to dance
don't let them know that you're a fan
you're living in manhattan
where you really from
have you forgotten?
Kid, you may be playing your music loud
but it's drowned out by your mouth

and we've learned that life is one big game
where the winners are all getting paid
so stop dragging your feet behind
you can't live with your folks all your life
so on those days warm in your car
drift your steering wheel to the median
joking that we'd end our lives
but we weren't joking all the time

and we've learned that life is one big game
where the winners are all getting paid
so stop dragging your feet behind
you can't live with your folks all your life
so on those days home in your car
we jerked your steering wheel to the median
joking that we'd end our lives
but we weren't joking all the time

whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh