Alkaline Trio

Lyrics

There's no prize for winning this race

No prize for winning this race

So what's your hurry in the first place?

No prize for winning this race

No prize for winning this race

So why you running off to first place?

It's supposed to hurt sometimes

We'll lick these wounds together

Stand up, we're fine

It's okay to need sometimes

I'll be your hand, your bender,

Your middle finger

Cuz I want your real life moments

I wanna taste your pain

And I wanna see your war face on that day

You get no prize for winning this race

No prize for winning this race

So why ya hurrying to first place?

We’re supposed to bleed sometimes

We'll make these scars together

They’ll fade, tears dry

Bones will break and realign

There is your crutch, you’ve leaned on

Now stretch out and move on

I want your real life moments

I wanna taste your pain

And I wanna see your war face on bad days

At this rate you'll get there before I do

And I'll be there before long

Slow down and let's walk it out together, loser strong