Fireworks
You Weren’t Born With a Bag of Sand in Your Hands
You look so cute in our old shoes
But we didn't break them in for you
Not to mention your words came from our mouth
Before they turned around and walked all over you

None of those spaces should be waste on you
It's time to give up
When the lights go out, we'll scream and shout to you

Friends are your friends and not the competition
You're living a life of 'High Five Interception'
And you'll never play for this team

And oh, we're not speaking highly
Cause you know we're still drowning
At least we're not washed up in the midwest
And it's your name that left you last in line
Too quick to forget when you tell a lie (x2)
And you're ashamed clenched teeth, and fingers crossed
That you separate for photographs on bedroom walls
We'll sing out a song while we tear them down

None of those spaces should be wasted on you
It's time to give up
When the lights go out, we'll scream and shout to you
Friends are your friends and not the competition
You're living a life of 'High Five Interception'
And you'll never play for this team

New look, same old story (x8)

We hate this world in key
We're two steps ahead
We are the harmony

Friends are your friends, not your fucking competition
New look, same old story
And you'll never finish what we started

You'll never finish this
You'll never finish what we started