Lyrics:

Met her
When I was a drum cadet
Sold her
The skins off my second set
Yes

See myself come running back
See myself come running back
Running back, running back
Running, running, running back
See myself come running back
See myself come running back
Running back, running back
Running, running, running back

Asshole
Royal blue velvet rope
Castles
We never had any of those

See myself come running back
See myself come running back
Running back, running back
Running, running, running back
See myself come running back
See myself come running back
Running back, running back
Running, running, running back


I was in a three piece band
And there were no strings
Only winds
And skins
Torn flags
We don't
The burned, burned match
We light the burned match
Light the burned match
And stick a flag on it