Spade the kids too heavy to dream
They barely sleep, they barely speak
They say, "something good seldom happens"
So they bore their friends, they bore themselves
Ostracize their entire lives to deaden all it's wonders
Then what do they have besides the cool blue nothing
Jazz cigarettes and jaded ears but who's to say either can get you laid
Don't struggle with yourself, thinking what's the inside on the outs
I say hey man fuck it, if you want sex that bad, pay for it

I dove and stayed dry
Stained the pool with what was on my mind
Blaming is believing i think
So i gave up swearing at the clouds for a couple of weeks

So what, we've got a million reasons
So what, we've got an infinite amount of reasons
So what, we've got a million reasons
So what, i can't hear happiness anymore

Youth crew blues, i'm singing to you
No excuse will do, you've got to stay positive
Youth crew blues, i'm singing to you
No excuse will do, you've got to stay positive

Tell me why i feel the need to be a dick to all my friends
When i think about the past and the shitty things that happened
And why i worry and i think everyone's out to shit on me,
I just want a healthy relationship with one fucking human being
Tell me, tell me why? do you have an answer?
Tell me, tell me why? do you have an answer?
Oh no?

Youth crew blues, i'm singing to you
No excuse will do, you've got to stay positive
Youth crew blues, i'm singing to you
No excuse will do, you've got to stay positive