- cifra
Remember going all the way
To oakland just to see them play
We've come such a long way today
Got some drugs in the bathroom stall
Sneaking beer into an empty unlit hall
I sent you a postcard today
Don't mind the message
That was a good time we'll never have a gain
Glad to see it end
I've put some miles on these eyes
I've put some scars on these broken hands of mind
Punching walls and valentines to you
I missed another
Gone for a year today
Can't see you now
I'm leaving anyway
I'm at the bar for you waiting
