Do you ever wish for blind stares?   I swear i saw you with the cool kids   Being a gentleman      I'd sell truth   But i spent all night in my room   What did you expect?   They quickly crippled you      That sounds familiar kid   Chapped lips and cracked ribs   A bottled view of the coast   With my friends      I swear i saw her in the back seat   Looking real sweet   Trying to play innocent   But i know just what you do      Chapped lips all night   On the fourth of july   But I'm without a sweater   To get me through this weather      I woke up in my van   Clueless to what just happened   And now I'm slightly bruised   They say I'm just bad news      The night confines cracked ribs   Compliments of my friends   The new years lied on the clock   Cause nothing seems resolved      I woke up in my car   Not knowing of what to call her   Scaling loose clothing for truth   I guess I'm just bad news      A pale series of events   Led to belligerence   And now i'm scarred for my life   Cause young guns never die      We searched for safety in squares   And found our wide eyed flare   Inside a record player   And counter marched our makers      I wanna float through the sky   And feel my eyelids strive   To stay calm   When they see that purpose passed me by      We prayed at such a frequency   That heaven said wait and see   If you still believe in the morning      Chapped lips all night   On the fourth of july   But I'm without a sweater   To get me through this weather      I woke up in my van   Clueless to what just happened   And now I'm slightly bruised   They say I'm just bad news      The night confines cracked ribs   Compliments of my friends   The new years lied on the clock   Cause nothing seems resolved      I woke up in my car   Not knowing of what to call her   Scaling loose clothing for truth   I guess I'm just bad news         and when you see me standing   over the city you'll know   that the snow no longer has an effect      and if colorful lies   are really your best bet   maybe all the stars were really meant to connect      and when you hear that i've been   trying to keep quiet for weeks   maybe you'll realize it's for you i keep      my arms around something   completely out of my reach   just out of my reach      Chapped lips all night   On the fourth of july   But I'm without a sweater   To get me through this weather      I woke up in my van   Clueless to what just happened   And now I'm slightly bruised   They say I'm just bad news      The night confines cracked ribs   Compliments of my friends   The new years lied on the clock   Cause nothing seems resolved      I woke up in my car   Not knowing of what to call her   Scaling loose clothing for truth   I guess I'm just bad news