Roman Candles

You were a friend of mine
When I worked twice a week on the weekends
Two teenage dirt bags
And I know that it’s different now
I heard you moved out where the lake never freezes
I’m not mad I just don’t really see it

You were a friend of mine
Now I’m working the night shift on Beatrice
And I go to bed to rise
And I play with this local band
And the money is shit but I’ve got somewhere to sleep at night

And I’m just stuck in this town I can’t handle
Watching you light it up
From a north end parking lot
While I’m just setting off roman candles

And I’m just stuck in this town I can’t handle
Watching you light it up
From a north end parking lot
While I’m just setting off roman candles

Now where do I put this all down?
I carry it high in my chest
Tastes like blood in the mouth

And when the gun powders all rung out
I’ll bury it deep in the dirt
Raise my glass to the ground
To the lowly dirt bags

And I’m just stuck in this town I can’t handle
Watching you light it up
From a north end parking lot
While I’m just setting off roman candles

And I’m just stuck in this town I can’t handle
Watching you light it up
From a north end parking lot
While I’m just setting off roman candles