Can this be right?
Has our reception been this cold tonight?
How can this be?
We played our best.
I guess the rest is out of our control. And I dread that tomorrow will be just the same.
Is this reaction a course for action?
We can’t see past this yellow tinted intersection, f*** ’em let’s go.

And as we drive, we realize this road’s getting harder and harder.
We can’t stop yet, without regret, we’ll keep driving farther and farther.
We’re heading home.
I lie awake due to the constant drone the engine makes.
My slumber fades.
Anxieties of tonight take its place.
And I know that it just gets harder from this point.
Parents screaming, it’s demeaning. Will we show it, will we blow it?
We’ll find out when we start the show.

And as we drive, we realize this road’s getting harder and harder.
We can’t stop yet, without regret, we’ll keep driving farther and farther.

And I know that it’s up to me to take the best.
The worst makes me stronger.

Now we’re here so let’s begin to rock these kids harder and harder.
And you can tell, they scream like hell. We’re taking this farther and farther. LET’S GO.