She works at hot topic His heart microscopic She thinks that its love but to him its sex He listens to emo but fat mike's his hero His bank account's zero What comes next?

It's stupid, contagious To be broke and famous Can someone please save us from punk rock 101 My Dickies your sweatbands My spiked hair, your new vans Let's throw up our rock hands for punk rock 101

She bought him a skateboard, a rail slide, his knee tore He traded it for drums at the local pawn shop She left him for staring at girls and not caring When she cried because she thought Bon Jovi broke up Don't forget to delay on the very last word

Seven years later he works as a waiter She married a trucker and he's never there The story never changes, just the names and faces Like Tommy and Gina they're living on a prayer Did you just say that? I just said