Pack Of Nobodies lyrics

You were downstairs in the kitchen Learning to be my wife A good kid on a good advice And we didn't know it We don't know how to love We don't know how to love We don't know We fuck it up to get caught, we get caught to fuck it up We roam around, we roam around We fuck it up to get caught, we get caught to fuck it up We roam around, we roam around You said, "You got something to prove man?" I said, "Baby I just might, stick around, learn to fight" And we didn't know it, we didn't know We didn't know it I don't know how to love, I don't know how to love, I don't know And I'm gonna need you to be careful with me Some day you gonna have to come home And I'm gonna need you to take care of me And you're gonna need me too We fuck it up to get lost. We get lost to fuck it up We roam around, we roam around