So quick to point their little fingers I'm sick of all the same old sh** going down in this town For now, resent this merry go round So pissed, I think they wanna fight me Pathetic f**ed up trends They're creepin in creepin in I'll see you again This is a hallway brawl, or a cafeteria smashed through a table top (woah) This is a broken jaw in a parking lot... I'm speedin off Moving on (Na na na nana) I'll pack my bags I'll blow this town Given that I'll see you around Moving on And I'll pack my bags I'll blow this town And I'll see you around Last chance, throw in a little keg stand I crashed every party high too many times Weekends fly I'm starring as it pa**es me by She's pissed, say's she's gonna leave me
Your going nowhere fast This will never last... never last I'll see you again This is a hallway brawl, or a cafeteria smashed through a table top (woah) This is a broken jaw in a parking lot... I'm speedin off Moving on (Na na na nana) I'll pack my bags I'll blow this town Given that I'll see you around Moving on And I'll pack my bags I'll blow this town And I'll see you around Fall asleep singing your melody Life seems to fly so fast when your twenty three I've seen it all I'm singing on and on... on and on I wanna be on the cover of a magazine Rock a stage where fans beg you to never leave I've seen it all I'm movin on and on... on and on