Kids
Mike Dillon, Stuart McLamb
Talked about it every night
Made a plan to make it right
Moving on the one and two
Summertime, summer is through
And I share upon this stage
Strung it out on everything
For unto it, make it so
And too tired to sleep it off
You got it, you gotta break me
You got it, you got it
Curl our lips on rusty lens
Kiss the mouth of innocence
We're not going anywhere
Just know that we can't stay here
You got it, you gotta break me
You got it, you gotta break me
You got it, you gotta break me
You got it, you got it