I ain′t that cool, a little fucked in the head
They'll be hangin′ me quick when I'm back from the dead
Get the rope, get the rope
Get the rope, get the rope
I'm a punk rock kid, I came from hell with a curse
She tried to pray it away, so I fucked her in church
Don′t you know? Don′t you know?
Don't you know? Yeah, don′t you know?
They say, "You're not safe here if I stay with a knife that sharp"
No way, no, I leave the broken hearted
Oh, no, look at the mess we started
Oh, no, I leave the broken hearts this way
(this way)
Whatcha say? Wanna play?
Yeah, don′t be fooled, I'm only letting you down
They pursue me on foot, but I hid in the crowd
Like a ghost, like a ghost
Like a ghost, like a ghost
The seats of my car are filled with cigarette burns
I got a fire in my eye, a little blood on my shirt
Let′s hit the road, hit the road
Hit the road, hit the road
I know there's a special place in hell
That my friends and I know well
There's a perfect place to go
When it′s time to lose control
Oh no, I leave the broken hearted
Oh no, look at the mess we started
Oh no, I leave the broken hearts this way
(this way)
Whatcha say? Wanna play?
Nightmare, daydream
You can′t save me
No way no, I leave the broken hearted
Oh no, look at the mess we started
Oh no, I leave the broken hearts this way
Oh no, I leave the broken hearted
Oh no, look at the mess we started
Oh no, I leave the broken hearts this way
Whatcha say?
Every day
It's a waste
Wanna play?
Writer(s): Travis L Barker, Nick Long, Dan Steven Book, Tom De Longe, Mark Hoppus
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