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Hey kid

They say heartache aint so bad if

you walk a little taller and

if you

let it die



And this sort of pain is best served looking out

of train windows

But you dont know, cuz you aint been

You dont know, cuz you aint been there yet



Well, you spent the day swaying arms through

a slew of pine trees

You let your liver marinate to a smoothe flavor

Life's good enough to eat, they say

It aint true, kid.

Cuz, at the peak of things,

we let it die more then we let it live

Here's to being 24



I guess we look out of train windows when things

get worse

You aint been there, but you know you'll have to go

someday, when you look like swiss cheese

And people stick their tongues in your holes and

say its a nice taste

But it aint right, kid, to walk around that way



You ain't no hero

You aint no hero, kid

The water slides its fingers between the rocks and

it makes a real pretty sound

And the hawks wait patiently for you to fall and

bleed

cuz they're hungry and you taste just like swiss cheese and

you're just an animal to them



It's just 24

You've got many years to go

and something's bound to save you

kid

She's the one and you know it.