Graduate

Can I graduate
Can I graduate
Can I look in faces that I meet
Can I get my punk ass off the street
I've been living on for so long
Can I graduate
To the bastard talking down to me
Your whipping boy calamity
Cross your fingers, I'm going to knock it all down
Can I graduate
Echo fading we can't let go
She goes walking by in slow mo'
Sell your heart out for a buck
Go on fade out before I get stuck
Talking to somebody like you
Do you live the days you go through
Will this song live on long after we do
Can I graduate
Can I look in faces that I meet
Can I get my punk ass off the street
Won't die on the vine, I want to knock it all down
Can I graduate
Echo fading, candle blow
Did you flash out long ago
Cross my fingers, I don't know
Someone poked you down below
Can I graduate
Can I graduate
Can I graduate
Can I graduate
Can I graduate
Can I get my punk ass off the street
Can I look in faces that I meet
I'm not waiting here for you to die
Will this song live on long after we do

How's It Going To Be

I'm only pretty sure that I can't take anymore
Before you take a swing
I wonder, what are we fighting for
When I say out loud
I want to get out of this
I wonder is there anything
I'm going to miss
I wonder how it's going to be
When you don't know me
How's it going to be
When you're sure I'm not there
How's it going to be
When there's no one there to talk to
  Between you and me
Cause I don't care
How's it going to be
How's it going to be
Where we used to laugh
There's a shouting match
Sharp as a thumbnail scratch
A silence I can't ignore
Like the hammock by the doorway
We spent time in swings empty
Don't see lightning like last fall
When it was always about to hit me
I wonder, how's it going to be
When it goes down
How's it going to be
When you're not around
How's it going to be
When you found out there was nothing
Between you and me
Cause I don't care
How's it going to be
And how's it going to be
When you don't know me anymore
And how's it going to be
Want to get myself back in again
The soft dive of oblivion
I want to taste the salt of your skin
The soft dive of oblivion, oblivion
How's it going to be
When you don't know me anymore
How's it going to be
How's it going to be
How's it going to be