Ballad For The Lost Romantics by New Found Glory

I've grown sick
I've gotten older
I finally have an audience to ignore
I can yell all i want
But you still can't hear me
I'm 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 i'm not supposed to
Here's to us fools
That have no meaning
I tip my glass to you
Let's toast the night away to friends
And forget about tomorrow
I might say things you don't want to hear
But someday you might care and i won't be there
No i won't be there here's to us fools
That have no meaning
I tip my glass to you
Let's toast the night away to friends
And forget about tomorrow
I'm punching myself out
Holding in my breath
I can yell all i want
Throwing up the words that i said to you
I always do what i'm not supposed to
Here's to us fools that have no meaning
I tip my glass to you
Let's toast the night away to friends
And forget about tomorrow.