This whiskey sour, amateur hour
Raise your glass and toast your friends
Some day we will fight again, well
Your enemies, your tragedies
Pocket knives [bad word] chains
Where in the [bad word] is the old gang at?

And all the losers
Can't even win for losing
And the beginners
Don't even know what song they're singing

[x2:]
Well there's no one left around
And you're the last gang in town
And your heart can't even break
When it doesn't even pound

This broken scene is turning green
Brass knuckles left in the rain
Death wish kids among the living
I wanna ride on the divided
Anything but the mainstream
Where the [bad word] is your old gang, man?

And all the losers
Can't even win for losing
And the beginners
Don't even know what song they're singing

[x2:]
Well there's no one left around
And you're the last gang in town
And your heart can't even break
When it doesn't even pound

So long...
Didn't even say a goodnight
So long...
There's nowhere to go
When you're hiding in plain sight

[x4:]
Well there's no one left around
And you're the last gang in town
And your heart can't even break
When it doesn't even pound