Street Punks on a Freight Train - Bryce Vine

We took a hard fall

But it’s okay

I’m an asshole

You’re a head case

We were street punks on a freight train

Should’ve never been together in the first place

Rummage through the rubble

See memories of trouble

The rest are getting busy in a black car shuttle

Jamming Rancid in the class cause we crash with each other

You’re coolest in the winter but you’re hottest in the summer

One day we may laugh about it

One day we’ll let it all out

One day we may talk about it

But that day’s not now

We took a beating inside

I saw you fall from the ride

And started buying new clothes

You took the ring out your nose

I said your making me sick

You look at me like tough shit

I’m not the rebel yelling bitch you remember

That day when I crashed your car

That time when you punched my wall

I know we’re responsible

We’re both so irresponsible

And we keep steering down the wrong path

Sparks flying everywhere and now we can’t turn back

One day we may laugh about it

One day we’ll let it all out

One day we may talk about it

But that day’s not now

Wow, look at us now

I went right behind the shutter

And you’ve become another

Side, maybe it’s fine

Toss your pea coat

Burn your steel tongue boots

Blues, got in my grooves

You live a facade in covered up tattoos

So bye, maybe it’s fine

Maybe one day we’ll ride that train with pride

One day we may laugh about it

One day we’ll let it all out

One day we may talk about it

But that day’s not now

One day we may laugh about it

One day we’ll let it all out

One day we may talk about it

But that day’s not now