Mall Goths

Well I’m glad you’re gone, you’re dead
I felt you leave my head
But I’ll remember you ACAB on the A track
All the bad songs and the good friends
That I’ll never see again
Can we break and start again?
I’ll be fake, I’ll make pretend
That I don’t even know when it goes bad
Why it don’t last, from the first day until the dead last
It’s good, it’s good, but then
That I don’t even know when it goes bad
Why it don’t last, from the first day till the--
I don’t even know when it gos bad
Why it don’t last, from the first day until the dead last