Tekster: All Time Low. Dirty Work. Heroes.

Not gonna miss you when you're dead and gone
Not gonna talk about you over and over and over
Not gonna file you under latest nostalgia
Nor happily ever after

Not gonna listen to your played-out songs
Don't wanna think about you over and over and over
Not gonna read about the latest fads on your trendy blog
I want nothing to do with that

Cause you've made a mess of everything
(And I'm not listening)

You're not a hero, you're a liar
You're not a savior, you're a vampire
Sucking the life out of all the friends you've ever known
You're just a train wreck, not a winner
Up on your soapbox, preaching down to the sinners
A saint without a cause
We're not listening
We're not listening

I'm gonna start a revolution
Of convoluted disillusion
(Start a revolution)
I'll lead a war with no conclusion
And in the final hour, I'll be a confident coward

Cause if we stand for nothing, we'll fall for anything

You're not a hero, you're a liar
You're not a savior, you're a vampire
Sucking the life out of all the friends you've ever known
You're just a train wreck, not a winner
Up on your soapbox, preaching down to the sinners
A saint without a cause
We're not listening
We're not listening

Now this is moving in the same direction
But I'm a little too spent to care
Cause it's a battlefield till it blows over
Keep your friends close and your enemies closer

You shut us out till we live in glass houses
You talk shit; it's a price to bear
You're only wrong until you get older
Keep your friends close and your enemies closer
Enemies closer

They're gonna miss me when I'm dead and gone
They're gonna talk about me over and over and over
They're gonna file me under latest nostalgia
And happily ever after

I'm not a hero, I'm a liar
I'm not a savior, I'm a vampire
Sucking the life out of all the friends I've ever known
We're a train wreck, not winners
On a soapbox, preaching down to the sinners
Saints without a cause
We're not listening
We're not listening
We're not listening
We're not listening