I thought you was a king What the fuck happened the wind under ya wing Thought you was the next thing Then you done snipped off the kite string Guess Chunks won the games of thrones While youre out getting drunk and blown I guess apart we really have grown Dont mean shit hell I can still break your collar bone Pulled out the bottom Jenga piece Tried to increase Wanna decrease Wanna be at peace No matter how much you tried You fell face first and got washed away at high tide Face it youve been cast aside Man we was as close as Dr Jekyll and mr Hyde chorus I always say what the fuck happened to us Going around school taking pictures of girls butts Didnt give a fuck while riding the bus X2 Crack a bottle My minds really boggled I dont get why youve left Us here with nothing but beer Youre really starting to spin out of control Everytime we hit the bathroom you start looking for a glory hole Thats the problem Its that you cant complete an album Without rushing back to your room and playing your games It all started when we was in the aims Of the public scope Then it hit you and you had to cope So you started going out and getting drunk on attention I fucked your girl, forgot to mention That to you a couple years ago Right before you cut us off like the ear of van gogh Man i really wanted this to work out But youve found a new gang to hang with without a doubt So this is a response to that voicemail Were still waiting for you, our ship hasnt sailed Were trying to resurrect All you have to do is just connect chorus X2
youve, snipped, boggled, really, happened