We were borderline kids with a book of disorders

Once upon a thrill from a kiss to a swill

We were swallowing the nights like we had nine lives

Dead and gone so long, seventeen so gone

We were borderline kids with a book of disorders

Medicating everyday to keep the straightness in order

Dead and gone so long, seventeen so gone

It's the false side of hope, where believers concede

And there's only memories, when it's over

So pour out some liquor, make it an old fashioned

Remember your youth, in all that you do, the plank and the passion

They were the best of times, they were the best of times

They were the best of times, they were the best of times

Of your life

Once upon before we were brilliant and bored

Two dashes of the bitters, add some ice and you pour

Dead and gone so long, seventeen so gone

It's the false side of hope, where believers concede

And there's only memories, when it's over

So pour out some liquor, make it an old fashioned

Remember your youth, in all that you do, the plank and the passion

They were the best of times, they were the best of times

They were the best of times, they were the best of times

Of your life

(Get boozy, boozy, boozy)

Now it looks like a wasteland

(Get boozy, boozy, boozy)

Not the way that we remember

(Get boozy, boozy, boozy)

One more sip for the past

(Get boozy, boozy, boozy)

And always tip your bartenders

Get boozy, boozy, boozy

So pour out some liquor, make it an old fashioned

Remember your youth, in all that you do, the plank and the passion

They were the best of times, they were the best of times

Nota: eu já mencionei antes o quanto eu adoro as influências nestes dois últimos álbuns de Panic! at the Disco, digam lá que as músicas não estão brutais?