Not running but I'm running away from you Not talking but I have my ways Not joking I'm too old to learn that trade Not listening but I hear you all the way babe Babies they got fire in their eyes Babies got that fire in their eyes No babies they don't need to be baptized Already got that fire in their eyes I'm never gonna be that bad again I'm never gonna be that bad I'm never gonna be that bad again It's all over for the ballad of my friends I'm never gonna be that sad again But I'll wish I could remember how it felt The ringing of them bells The ringing of them bells I look frozen but I'm melting away from here I look lazy but I have my ways I look empty but I'm taking up my space Born early but it's all a little late So name numbers, and we'll see what we can do Name, number, it's a lottery of dues Bra** armies playing low and dark and Loud Fight freedom cause our safety's shattered now And we're never gonna be that bad again We're never gonna be that bad We're never gonna be that bad again It's all over for about half of your friends We're never gonna be that sad again But we'll wish we could remember how it Felt The ringing of them bells The ringing of them bells It's all over for the ballad of my friends The ringing of them bells