Realizations, stare at cracked walls

Trying to think back to what was the start of it all

The circumstances, so harsh and so true

And who'd have thought this could ever really happen to you?

There's a good kid in a bad town

And all his innocence isn't there to save him now

And he's never never never never never never never coming home again

No, he's never never never never never never never coming home again

[Chorus]

(Always something) [x 7]

He's waiting at the station

For the press to arrive

He's looking up their statements

And planning their goodbyes

And he will never touch you

You could never hold him now

Policemen are approaching

This is your certain tragedy

Certain tragedy

Friday evening, he's out with some friends

Murder avenue, they want to take his last breath

At night they walk into the station, their uniforms blue

Without the slightest realization of what they have done to you

[Chorus]

(Always something) [x 7]

You tell it to the papers

You tell it to their wives

[???]

Plotting our goodbyes

And he could never touch you

You could never hold him now

The police are approaching

This is your certain tragedy

This is your certain tragedy

Certain tragedy

Certain tragedy

Certain tragedy

Uh huh

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