Drive-Thru

The buss has come and gone

we missed it long ago

they say the scene is changing

but I got no place to go

been left out in the dark

to find my way back home

been searching for the answer

when I knew it all along

Writing those songs

been done a thousand times before

watching the time pass by

i'll be waving that flag wounded on my knees

i'm dying for those colors

and I wear them on my sleeve

What's left to believe in

the colors or the greed

the guys that give their lives

for a shot at MTV

to everyone that lost

I tip my glass to you

we tried until we died

and that's the best that we could do

Writing those songs

been done a thousand times before

watching the time pass by

i'll be waving that flag wounded on my knees

i'm dying for those colors

and I wear them on my sleeve