In April, I moved into the house on Henderson

I felt alive again, it was good to be back with my best friend

And we were gonna steal things, we were gonna break things

We would learn to make things

Yeah, we were gonna take back the things we lost

Yeah, we were gonna take back the things we lost

There was the devil chain that Danzig told Sam how to make

And she nearly killed a cop

So we through it in the attic and the door was locked

There were those shiny plates

That would hit the street and sing and break

And the cops were called and the cops would come

And we would always run, run, run, run, run

And we would always run, run, run, run, run

We had to pay our rent but we weren't gonna work for it

No, we think of other ways

We'd steal something new every day

One time our phone was ringing

And Sam smashed it into pieces

When I found her and asked her why

She said because it rings all the time

It rings, rings, rings all the time

One night AM Sam came in

And I ask her where you been

She had duct tape all over her head

And a gory poster in her hands

She said "I joined the army, I've been given the pro-lifers shit"

She said I've been up all morning and I really need to take a nap

So she took a nap

These days and all these broken things

They were true, so true, so true

For everything we broke, we filled our hearts with hope

And we learned to make a lot of new things too

Like mistakes, like mixtapes

Like vegan chocolate cakes

Like seven inch records and silk screens

Like record labels and zines and dreams

And the fire in the kitchen made it black and awful

But we just painted it all grey

And we ate the falafel that Sam made

Yeah, we ate the falafel that Same made