i didn’t know
i didn’t know
who put names to all the colors
that i’ve worn upon my skin?
and what becomes of all the others
when they don’t get worn again?
that’s how its supposed to be
that’s how its supposed to be
we didn’t know
we didn’t know
the swinging fists and the theatrics
the burning lighters built into cars
all were hallowed—sweet virginia
all were issued their owned stars
is that all it had to be?
is that all it had to be?
i know—
when you were a kid
when you were a kid
and you did what you did
i know—
when you were a kid
when you were a kid
and you did what you did