Boys Will Be Boys

We saw the summer night
 We drank down the sober sky
 Left our mark into the concrete
 Burned up all our tires sleeping
 Words flow as we are fading
 Watch the canvas become our painting
 Not all roads lead to Rome
 'Cause this one leads to the hell back home and
 Oh oh, this is what we do
 Oh oh, this is what we do
 You can say, it's wasted ignorance
 But we're okay, just living in the wreckage
 Don't you get the wrong impression
 It's just business with the worst intentions
 We felt the floor fall out
 And well, I guess it's too late now
 Guess that we'll just count our losses
 Fix it no matter what the cost is
 Lie down with a view
 Fell asleep on top of the roof
 Remember when the sky turned orange
 Or was it black the night before?
 Oh oh, this is what we do
 Oh oh, this is what we do, whoa
 You can say, it's wasted ignorance
 But we're okay, just living in the wreckage
 Don't you get the wrong impression
 It's just business with the worst intentions
 It's just business with the worst intentions
 You can say, it's wasted ignorance
 But we're okay, just living in the wreckage
 Don't you get the wrong impression
 It's just business with the worst intentions
 You can say, it's wasted ignorance
 But we're okay, just living in the wreckage
 Don't you get the wrong impression
 It's just business with the worst intentions