Blueliner

Good Riddance

been set up to take the fall

Tried hard not to lose it all but

I shot straight right from the start

A slow death from a broken heart but



It doesn't mean a thing

When my hearts in the songs we sing

I've seen so much change

Still the strength remains

Our words bounce off your heads

You don't hear a fucking thing we've said man

I know your type and I can't relate

A small mind filled up with hate



Too try to act so satisfied like you've somehow won

No rewards for the ones who try to get things done

Just to survive it's hard to learn this game

I won't be the first to take the blame

The pressure builds up day by day

We've worked too hard to throw it all away