Song Stories

We were always hoping that, looking back You could always rely on a friend

Look at the stars, look how they shine for you

If you're a rock star, porn star, superstar Doesn't matter what you are Get yourself a good car, get out of here

As ninety-nine red balloons go by

There she goes There she goes again Racing through my brain

All we have to do now Is take these lies and make them true somehow

You're coming on strong You're showing your color Like a setting sun

As the sun hits, she'll be waiting

How does it feel to treat me like you do?

'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, that's life Tryna make ends meet, you're a slave to money then you die

If it's over, let it be over

We'll live and die We'll live and die in these towns