Текст песни A New Found Glory - Ballad for the lost Romantics
A New Found Glory - Ballad for the lost Romantics слова песни
I`ve grown sickI`ve gotten olderI finally have an audience to ignore meI can yell all I wantBut you still (still) can`t hear meI`m punching myself outHolding in my breathI can`t take this lightlyThrowing up the words that I said to youI always do what I`m not supposed toHere`s to us foolsThat have no meaningI tip my glass to youLet`s toast the night away to friendsAnd forget about tomorrowI might say things you don`t want to hearBut someday you might care and I won`t be thereNo I won`t be there here`s to us foolsThat have no meaningI tip my glass to youLet`s toast the night away to friendsAnd forget about tomorrowI`m punching myself outHolding in my breathI can yell all I wantThrowing up the words that I said to youI always do what I`m not supposed toHere`s to us fools that have no meaningI tip my glass to youLet`s toast the night away to friendsAnd forget about tomorrow.