Backyard Battle Cry

Ripped jeans, backyard, plastic cup

Our big plans in a beat‑up truck

You said fame, I said “get through math”

Both of us laughed till we almost crashed

Yeah, we broke kids talkin’ like bosses (like bosses)

Dream house drawn in the margins of quizzes we’re flunkin’ and tossin’

Told my doubts “stay back, you toxic” (so toxic)

Turn my bad days into profit, every heartbreak in my pocket

We don’t bow, we don’t back down

Turn this small town to a lockdown

Of our sound, that’s our battle cry

We the heroes that they couldn’t write

Late night, front porch, bitten nails

You paced circles, said you’d never bail

I hit send on a risky song

You hit play and you sang along

Yeah, we broke kids talkin’ like bosses (like bosses)

Dream house drawn in the margins of quizzes we’re flunkin’ and tossin’

Told my doubts “stay back, you toxic” (so toxic)

Turn my bad days into profit, every heartbreak in my pocket

We don’t bow, we don’t back down

Turn this small town to a lockdown

Of our sound, that’s our battle cry

We the heroes that they couldn’t write