The Day I Gave Up On Punk Rock Songtext

Profitable to everyone but me, the pleasure to encourage one's hate and agony. Because the story behind the bruises may be a lot worst than the faded memory of a story we've all heard. To me it's all just common sense, you don't talk of alcohol as a friend when you know kids are listening (Imitating what other kids have come to fear and hate) I don't want to be responsible for the affliction of a sixteen years old who's drunken father tends to be violent. So I refuse to offer myself as an uncaring prick.