Our Year Songtext
von Reckless Serenade

Twenty years has brought me here
The cusp of something still unclear
The future′s screaming in my ear
So I slam the door
And I'm not sure what sucks more this empty house that I ignore
Or your new boyfriend I abhor with every fiber of my core

Who′s keeping score, whose keeping score, whose keeping score?
I'm always losing

Picking at sutures that I sewed myself
That's the last blood you′ll draw babe
Your photo′s off my shelf

I am through throwing punches, let me make this clear
You've wasted a good month, but you cannot take my year

Wake up drained my head in pain
The words I never meant to say
Escaped last night, my cool has died in vain


(I love my friends)
I′ll live and I'll learn and I′ll die
(I hate your friends)
And I'll find a brand new song to write
(I love your friends)
About me and my friends and how you never meant a thing to them
(I hate your friends)

Who′s keeping score?
I'm always losing

Picking at sutures that I sewed myself
That's the last blood you′ll draw babe
Your photo′s off my shelf

I am through throwing punches, let me make this clear
You've wasted a good month, but you cannot take my year

Picking at sutures that I sewed myself
That′s the last blood you'll draw babe
Your photo′s off my shelf

I am through throwing punches, let me make this clear
You've wasted a good month, but you cannot take my year

Through throwing punches
(Our year this is our year)