LES Lyrics

If I have to cry in one more fucking rock club 

I'm going to lose my mind 

If I have to see graffiti in a green room 

And smell the dank inside 

If I have to think of all the times I watched you 

Looking up from below 

I'm gonna throw up all my fucking tickets 

To every fucking show 

But I love the stickers 

And I love the noise 

And I loved the people

Even the stupid boys 

If I have to round one more fucking corner

On the Lower East Side

If I have to hear one more fucking sound check 

I'll wish that I'd just died

If I have to overhear baby rockstars 

Planning their next fucking tour

Then I'm gonna scream or I'll have to whisper 

That I would have stayed to hear more 

Cause I love the stickers 

And I love the noise 

And I loved the people

Even the stupid boys 

And they were my stickers 

And it was my noise 

And they were my people 

Even the stupid boys 

Thank you for the wristbands 

Fuck you for the door 

You shut out the music 

We'd stuck around for  

Thank you for the wristbands 

Fuck you for the door 

You shut out the music 

We'd stuck around for