When

we

were

young

the

fu-

ture

was

so

bright

The

old

neigh-

bor-

hood

was

so

a-

live

And

e-

very

kid

on

the

whole

damn

street

Was

go-

nna

make

it

big

and

not

be

beat

Now

the

neigh-

bor-

hood's

crack-

ed

and

torn

The

kids

are

grown

up

but

their

lives

are

worn

How

can

one

lit-

tle

street

Swal-

low

so

ma-

ny

lives

Chan-

ces

thrown

No-

thing's

free

Long-

ing

for

what

used

to

be

Still

it's

hard

Hard

to

see

Frag-

ile

lives,

shat-

tered

dreams

Jamie

had

a

chance,

well

she

real-

ly

did

In-

stead

she

drop-

ped

out

and

had a

couple

of

kids

Mark

still

lives

at

home

cause

he's

got

no

job

He

just

plays

guitar

and

smokes

a

lot

of

pot

Jay

com-

mit-

ted

su-

i-

cide

Bran-

don

O-

D'd

and

died

What

the

hell

is go-

ing

on

The

crue-

lest

dream,

re-

a-

li-

ty

Chan-

ces

thrown

No-

thing's

free

Long-

ing

for

what

used

to

be

Still

it's

hard

Hard

to

see

Frag-

ile

lives,

shat-

tered

dreams

Chan-

ces

thrown

No-

thing's

free

Long-

ing

for

what

used

to

be

Still

it's

hard

Hard

to

see

Frag-

ile

lives,

shat-

tered

dreams