1994, fucked up on listerine Smoked anything we got our hands on Loved anyone we got our lips on Made excuses to not like green day But we wore the tape out anyway What our friends don't know won't hurt them Of course they were doing the same thing I apologize for bringing up the past I don't wanna relive, I don't wanna rehash I apologize if I'm boring you to death I don't wanna reincarnate, I don't wanna bring it back I wanna make something more than 1994 Forget about the hit or miss Our naivety was bliss 1994, fucked up on listerine Smoked anything we got our hands on Loved anyone we got our lips on Made excuses to not like anything But we wore the world out anyway What our friends don't know won't hurt them Of course they were doing the same thing