We were strangers and thieves
Leaving tags and graffiti smoke screens
Stealing candy from arcades
What the hell we were only fifteen
Walk on from a place we never came from
Walk on and listen to no one

I been thinking bout you lately
I'm lost and I'm lonely in the tenements of life
I never really had a family
It's alright, I really could use a friend

Looking back on a fanzine
From warehouse wars to bedroom communities
Burning down the arcade
Urban gardens and homesick holidays

Walk on from a place we never came from
Walk on and answer to no one
I've been thinking bout you lately
I'm lost and I'm lonely in the tenements of life
I never really had a family
It's alright, I really could use a friend

We were strangers and thieves
Dancing in the house of conspiracy
We were nervous energy
Suburban noise and tenement pipe dreams

I've been thinking bout you lately
I'm lost and I'm lonely in the tenements of life
I never really had a family
I been thinking bout you lately
It's alright, I really could use a friend
Robbin' banks in America, robbin' banks in American time

Copyright: ROUGH TRADE PUBLISHING
Writer(s): Billie Joe Armstrong, Jesse Malin