Pale Blue Ribbon lyrics - Alkaline Trio

There's no prize for winning this race

No prize for winning this race

So what's the hurry in the first place?

No prize for winning this race

No prize for winning this race

So why you running off to first base?

It's supposed to hurt sometimes

And we lick these wounds together

Stand up, we're fine

It's okay to need sometimes

And I'll be your hand, your band-aid

Your middle finger

'Cause 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 you hurry in the first place?

We're supposed to bleed sometimes

And we make these scars together

They fade, tears dry

Bones will break and realign

There is your crutch you've leaned on

Now stretch out and move on

'Cause I want your real life moments

I wanna taste your pain

And I wanna see your war face on that day

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's strong