This whiskey sour, amateur hour

Raise your glass and toast your friends

Some day we will fight again, well

Your enemies, your tragedies

Pocket knifes and rusty chains

Where in the hell is the old gang, yeah?

And all the losers

Can't even win for losing

And the beginners

Don't even know what song they're singing

[X2]

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

This broken scene is turning green

Brass knuckles left in the rain

Death wish kids among the living

I want to 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

[X2]

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 goodnight

So long

There's nowhere to go

When you're hiding in plain sight

[X3]

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