Ballad For The Lost Romantics Lyrics
| Song | Ballad For The Lost Romantics |
| Artist | New Found Glory |
| Album | New Found Glory |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : New Found Glory | |
| I've grown sick, | |
| I've gotten older | |
| I finally have an audience to ignore me | |
| I can yell all | |
| I want but you still, still can't hear me | |
| I'm punching myself out, holding in my breath | |
| I can't take this lightly, throwing up the words that | |
| I said to you | |
| I always do, do what i'm not supposed to | |
| Here's to us fools that have no meaning | |
| I tip my glass to you | |
| Let's toast the night away to friends | |
| And forget about tomorrow | |
| I might say things you don't wanna hear | |
| But someday you might care and | |
| I won't be there | |
| No I won't be there | |
| Here's to us fools that have no meaning | |
| I tip my glass to you | |
| Let's toast the night away to friends | |
| And forget about tomorrow, forget about tomorrow | |
| I'm punching myself out, holding in my breath | |
| I can yell all | |
| I want, throwing up the words that | |
| I said to you | |
| I always do, do what i'm not supposed to | |
| Here's to us fools that have no meaning | |
| I tip my glass to you | |
| Let's toast the night away to friends | |
| And forget about tomorrow | |
| Here's to us fools that have no meaning | |
| I tip my glass to you | |
| Let's toast the night away to friends | |
| And forget about tomorrow | |
| Here's to us fools that have no meaning | |
| I tip my glass to you | |
| Let's toast the night away to friends | |
| And forget about tomorrow | |
| Here's to us fools that have no meaning | |
| I tip my glass to you | |
| Let's toast the night away to friends | |
| And forget about tomorrow |
| zuo qu : New Found Glory | |
| I' ve grown sick, | |
| I' ve gotten older | |
| I finally have an audience to ignore me | |
| I can yell all | |
| I want but you still, still can' t hear me | |
| I' m punching myself out, holding in my breath | |
| I can' t take this lightly, throwing up the words that | |
| I said to you | |
| I always do, do what i' m not supposed to | |
| Here' s to us fools that have no meaning | |
| I tip my glass to you | |
| Let' s toast the night away to friends | |
| And forget about tomorrow | |
| I might say things you don' t wanna hear | |
| But someday you might care and | |
| I won' t be there | |
| No I won' t be there | |
| Here' s to us fools that have no meaning | |
| I tip my glass to you | |
| Let' s toast the night away to friends | |
| And forget about tomorrow, forget about tomorrow | |
| I' m punching myself out, holding in my breath | |
| I can yell all | |
| I want, throwing up the words that | |
| I said to you | |
| I always do, do what i' m not supposed to | |
| Here' s to us fools that have no meaning | |
| I tip my glass to you | |
| Let' s toast the night away to friends | |
| And forget about tomorrow | |
| Here' s to us fools that have no meaning | |
| I tip my glass to you | |
| Let' s toast the night away to friends | |
| And forget about tomorrow | |
| Here' s to us fools that have no meaning | |
| I tip my glass to you | |
| Let' s toast the night away to friends | |
| And forget about tomorrow | |
| Here' s to us fools that have no meaning | |
| I tip my glass to you | |
| Let' s toast the night away to friends | |
| And forget about tomorrow |
| zuò qǔ : New Found Glory | |
| I' ve grown sick, | |
| I' ve gotten older | |
| I finally have an audience to ignore me | |
| I can yell all | |
| I want but you still, still can' t hear me | |
| I' m punching myself out, holding in my breath | |
| I can' t take this lightly, throwing up the words that | |
| I said to you | |
| I always do, do what i' m not supposed to | |
| Here' s to us fools that have no meaning | |
| I tip my glass to you | |
| Let' s toast the night away to friends | |
| And forget about tomorrow | |
| I might say things you don' t wanna hear | |
| But someday you might care and | |
| I won' t be there | |
| No I won' t be there | |
| Here' s to us fools that have no meaning | |
| I tip my glass to you | |
| Let' s toast the night away to friends | |
| And forget about tomorrow, forget about tomorrow | |
| I' m punching myself out, holding in my breath | |
| I can yell all | |
| I want, throwing up the words that | |
| I said to you | |
| I always do, do what i' m not supposed to | |
| Here' s to us fools that have no meaning | |
| I tip my glass to you | |
| Let' s toast the night away to friends | |
| And forget about tomorrow | |
| Here' s to us fools that have no meaning | |
| I tip my glass to you | |
| Let' s toast the night away to friends | |
| And forget about tomorrow | |
| Here' s to us fools that have no meaning | |
| I tip my glass to you | |
| Let' s toast the night away to friends | |
| And forget about tomorrow | |
| Here' s to us fools that have no meaning | |
| I tip my glass to you | |
| Let' s toast the night away to friends | |
| And forget about tomorrow |
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