In the town where we grew up, we all got drunk and you threw upYou fell asleep out on my lawn, my parents found you later onBefore we could get into bars, we'd lie outside beneath the starsBut now we spend our nights at home, beneath fluorescent lights aloneBefore the beauty showed her hand, broke our hearts, broke up our bandWhen Dave Boyd ran for president, he said that he would build a poolBeneath the floor of the school gymWhatever happened to him, he didn't win
