Our Last Daze - Happy, Sappy, and Everything In Between

Pick me up
I'm coming down
With a headache from hell
Up my nose
In my mouth
Cheap wine to wash it down
Some girl drank all my fucking beer

Drank all my fucking beer

I said she could have one
But I guess that I wasn't clear

Who's this band
Do you care
Oh look they are on tour
Underground
Underage
Fuck it let's just rage
No money for food all they have is beer
Gas to the next town
After that it's not so clear

And what if the days were long
Would you be happy
And what if I wrote you a song
Could it be sappy
If you don't feel the same
There is no one to blame
Oh no

I don't know
If you thought
That I was something else
But I'm not
What a shock
Please go fuck your self
I won't put on a show just for you

Won't put on a show just for you

That is something that I am not
Willing to do

What has to go wrong for you to be happy
I tried to write you a song but it was sappy
If you don't feel the same
There is no one to blame
Oh no

La da da
La da da
La da da da da da

There is no one to blame
There is no one to blame

There is no one
No one
No one to blame

Because everyone else is wrong
So just be happy
If this is not what you want
Don't get snappy
If you don't feel the same
Then don't point the blame anymore

Don't point the blame anymore

Written by:
Mitchell Meitler

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