Someday you will look back in fear
On all the time that you spent here
And at that moment
Youll wish you hadnt spent
All your book money on beer
Your friends are high, your grades are low
Couldnt shake a stick at what you know
But when it comes to blood alcohol
You get a 4.0

Your eyes are red
Your lungs are black
Stabbed us all right in the back
How could you sell out like that

Try to fit in with everyone
If you dont drink in the dorms
Then youre no fun
You swore true til death
But youre still young
Not even true til twenty-one
When you went to school
I learned for sure
If you arent now you never were
And if you have a single conviction
You dont know what its for

Your eyes are red
Your lungs are black
Stabbed us all right in the back
How could you sell out like that

To see the bands you never go
You dont support the bands
You used to know
Heres a hint in case youre slow
Lollapalooza is not a show
You lost the edge
and thats not the worst
The sad thing is youre not the first
Our friendships done, it really hurts
But maybe I could have
All of your old shirts
Your Wide Awake record
and Chung King too
They cant be worth that much to you
Maybe this is not so bad
Because now i own
all the things you had
You swore youd be edge to eternity
But now you're pledging a fraternity

Your eyes are red
Your lungs are black
Stabbed us all right in the back
How could you sell out like that

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