Here we are, half past dead on Friday night
In a bar, serving up confidence and fights
You were right when you told me I was wrong
When I said friends as sick these never last long
And all the boys celebrate their gender of victory
Keep preying on the weak, and the girls celebrate defeat
Something's wrong with this one I can't be the first one with the strength to curse my generation
Something's wrong, there's something's wrong with me
Not to say that I know any more than you
but at least I can admit, to care is the hardest thing we do
You were right when you told me I was wrong
When I say, "We don't need to be blinded for so long."
Something's wrong with this one I can't be the first one with the strength to curse my generation
Something's wrong Before you leave then close your tab
Raise a glass to the death of the generation gap
Unless of course you've got other plans
Who do you think you are?
And how do you ever get this way?
Putting lust above humanity and calling it okay
You were wrong when you told me I was right
when I said pleasure comes in ways you can't define
Something's wrong with this one I can't be the first one with the strength to curse my generation
Something's wrong Something's wrong, is something wrong with me?
