Break a window and bust a wall, making fun of your friends mom Turn the music up way too loud, Charge the pizza to the house Everybody would waste it all, to have a summer that they could call, Memory… — Blink-182 Copy Share Image
You can hide beneath the covers and study your pain, make crosses from your lovers, throw roses in the rain. Waste your summer praying in vain, for a savior to rise from these streets. — Bruce Springsteen Copy Share Image
