Rusty James

This whiskey sour

Amateur hour

Raise your glass and toast your friends

Someday, we will fight again, well

Your enemies

Your tragedies

Pocket knives and rusty chains

Where the hell is the old gang at?

And all the losers

Can't even win for losing

And the beginners

Don't even know what song they're singing

Well, there's no one left around

And you're the last gang in town

And your heart can't even break

When it doesn't even pound

Well, there's no one left around

And you're the last gang in town

And your heart can't even break

When it doesn't even pound (alright!)

This broken scene

Is turning green

A brass knuckles left in the rain

Death wish kids among the living

I wanna ride

On the divided

Anything but the mainstream

Where the fuck is your old gang, man?

And all the losers

Can't even win for losing

And the beginners

Don't even know what song they're singing

Well, there's no one left around

And you're the last gang in town

And your heart can't even break

When it doesn't even pound

Well, there's no one left around

And you're the last gang in town

And your heart can't even break

When it doesn't even pound

So long

Didn't even say a goodnight

So long

There's nowhere to go when you're hiding in plain sight

Well, there's no one left around

And you're the last gang in town

And your heart can't even break

When it doesn't even pound

Well, there's no one left around

And you're the last gang in town

And your heart can't even break

When it doesn't even pound

Well, there's no one left around

And you're the last gang in town

And your heart can't even break

When it doesn't even pound

Well, there's no one left around

And you're the last gang in town

And your heart can't even break

When it doesn't even pound