Stephen Kellogg - 4th Of July lyrics

rate me

She was on fire and wild and American

She burns it out probably just because she can

And if I had a dollar for everything I should have said

I'd probably still be busted I would throw it all away again

The lighting bugs light up all across the southern sky

Some guys get it all and they don't even need to try

I watched you roll away but you didn't even say good bye

And now I hate the night I'm guessing thats the reason why

And this, this is my life

On the Fourth of July

It isn't much, but at least its mine

Got in my van, headed up to Boston

Thought about my friends and how easily I'd lost them

I'd do it all again, I'd leave everyone exhausted

Some folks get a break, me I never got one

I thought of you at night when I would drink too much

You thought about me too, you would never try to get in touch

Went back to school and I ran into some guys I knew

We started up this band, but we couldn't seem to get it through

We got some gigs eventually we lost that too

Did you ever think that maybe if you're not happy its because of you

And this, this is my life

On the Fourth of July

It isn't much, but at least its mine

I got a job, selling ads for magazines

At night when I would play I would think about her constantly

Everything I loved, somehow got away from me

And suicide, I talked about it openly

I finally quit, or maybe I got fired I don't know

Doesn't matter just as long as it happened thought

Added up the fears and the doubts I'd been living with

Songs of lightening bugs and school, work and all that shit

And this, this is my life

On the Fourth of July

It isn't much, but at least its mine

I lost a girl sometime and a couple friends

Small talk and parties I never could stomach it

I'm old enough to say, I remember when, but

I don't have the time for your nostalgia or your criticisms

You live and learn, me well I learned to let go

Parents and bosses and people who don't want you to grow

I think that anything you want to, you can do

and no one's gonna tell me just who the hell I should sing to

And this, this is my life

On the Fourth of July

It isn't much, but at least its mine

Thanks to Beth for these lyrics