Teenage Anthem for the Drunken Boat

i made you a mix tape okay it's not a tape at all but it's full of sad songs that make summer feel like fall the reason i'm calling the thing that i'm trying to say maybe i should come over the truth is i'm on my way the truth is i'm on my way when i was another i knew you a little while now all of your lovers are waitng for you to smile your sons and your daughters are torturing you with words reliving the past believing in reverb the priest of the future and the pastor of present tense are out in the alley destroying the evidence we harbored a fugitive the essence of wasted youth all caught up in fishnets you smoke on the roof we navigate freely the arc of the starbright evening the classic rock station says""don't stop believing."" ""it's more than a feeling."" the priest dressed in crimson the pastor in white they are never wrong they are never right when i was another i knew you a little while now all of your lovers are waiting for you to smile i made you a mix tape okay it's not a tape at all but it's full of sad songs that make summer feel like fall i remember the moment the bullet returned back into the gun i was looking for something that can't be encoded in zeroes and ones.