Boxcar Lyrics

Boxcar lyrics

You're not punk, and I'm telling everyone.
Second best there never was
one
You don't know what I'm all about.
Like killing cops and reading
Kerouac.
My enemies are all too familiar.
They're the ones who used to
call me friend.
I'm coloring outside your guidelines.
I was passing out
when you were passing out the rules.
One. Two. Three. Four.
Who's punk,
what's the score?

Got a friend.
Her name is Boxcar.
Cigarettes and
beer in El Sob.
Her hair was blue, now it's green.
I like her mind.
She
hates the scene.

My enemies are all too familiar.
They're the ones who
used to call me friend.
I'm coloring outside your guidelines.
I was
passing out when you were passing our the rules.
One. Two. Three.
Four.
Who's punk, what's the score?

You're on your own.
You're all
alone.