I thought you was a king
What the fuck happened the wind under ya wing
Thought you was the next thing
Then you done snipped off the kite string
Guess Chunk's won the games of thrones
While you're out getting drunk and blown
I guess apart we really have grown
Don't mean shit hell I can still break your collar bone
Pulled out the bottom Jenga piece
Tried to increase
Wanna decrease
Wanna be at peace
No matter how much you tried
You fell face first and got washed away at high tide
Face it you've been cast aside
Man we was as close as Dr Jekyll and mr Hyde

*chorus*
I always say what the fuck happened to us
Going around school taking pictures of girls butts
Didn't give a fuck while riding the bus
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Crack a bottle
My minds really boggled
I dont get why you've left
Us here with nothing but beer
You're really starting to spin out of control
Everytime we hit the bathroom you start looking for a glory hole
Thats the problem
Its that you can't complete an album
Without rushing back to your room and playing your games
It all started when we was in the aims
Of the public scope
Then it hit you and you had to cope
So you started going out and getting drunk on attention
I fucked your girl, forgot to mention
That to you a couple years ago
Right before you cut us off like the ear of van gogh
Man i really wanted this to work out
But you've found a new gang to hang with without a doubt
So this is a response to that voicemail
We're still waiting for you, our ship hasn't sailed
We're trying to resurrect
All you have to do is just connect

*chorus*
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