Guilt Complex

Facepaint, boogie boards Bike path rides, cooking smores Look so cool, red bandana No point making plans with you Racing days, before the war What were all the wide eyes for We weren't fools, just amateurs I didn't hide, I ran with ya Let's grow our hair out together Let's let the lost years last forever Everyone thinks that they know better than us If I'm just marching towards the end Well, what's the rush I didn't say that I would never say that I didn't say that Maybe I did What were the wide eyes for Just left us feeling sore What were the wide eyes for Just leave me on the floor Driving up to Belfast, Maine I hung 'round the Courtyard gates It must get lonely on the Interstate Singing all the family tunes Underneath the supermoon And I'm wishing that I hadn't stayed Pick up a purple store-bought card Write a message, won't be hard All the sympathy try to convey Words give me a place to hide Until I'm on a stage at night Belting out how you done me wrong But you always have my back Even when I sneak attack Who knows why you've stuck around So long