Story Lyrics & Tabs by The Rocket Summer
Story
guitar chords lyrics
Hear me when I speak
And just listen and try not to be
Some kind of self righteous high being
With the opposite mislead me
To better your mind and see
This is a story of how we can't be
They're building you up to tear you down
They won't admit it but it's true
Smiling advice to end with your frown
'Cause they don't want what's best for you
It's sad I know, I know
But you know I'm something else
And now's my time to just sit back and tell
That you don't know just when to stop
You're living life to be on top
And now's my time to just sit back and tell
That you don't know just when to stop
You're living life to be on top
So start back here and be realin'
And just admit the way you feelin'
See we're all one page learning gang
And it's true that
We all want to be the baddest
We all have a little baggage
Even though we hide it
And we always will deny it
We are driving this float down Maine
In this pride parade
And I'm not saying that I'm any better than you
Sometimes I have motives that are just so stupid
I play the fool but man you're killing me
The charade has got to end
So stop acting like you know everything
Because you're missing the point
You were supposed to be my friend
You don't know just when to stop
You're living life to be on top
So start back here and be realin'
And just admit the way you feelin'
See we're all one page learning gang
And it's true that
We all want to be the baddest
We all have a little baggage
Even though we hide it
And we always will deny it
We are driving this float down Maine
In this pride parade
I don't, I don't know, know
Just try, just try to lean away
Take me to another place
Where I know, I know what's happening
To my head and to my dreams
'Cause I want, I want, I need, I need
Some peace of mind and clarity
So just take take my hand and let's leave
You don't know just when to stop
You're living life to be on top
So start back here and be realin'
And just admit the way you feelin'
See we're all one page learning gang
And it's true that
We all want to be the baddest
We all have a little baggage
Even though we hide it
And we always will deny it
We are driving this float down Maine
In this pride parade
Ohh, ohh, ohh, oh, oh
Ba, da, da, da, da
Ohh, ohh, ohh, oh, oh
Ba, da, da, da, da
