14 Pop-Punk Lyrics For When You’re Feeling Down

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1. Therapy, you were never a friend to me, and you can choke on your misery. All Time Low, “Therapy
2. If every simple song I wrote to you would take your breath away, I’d write it all. Plain White T’s, “Hey There Delilah
3. To form imaginary lines, forget your scars we’ll forget mine. Mayday Parade, “I Swear This Time I Mean It
4. Well we’ll be more than they’ll ever be, just bitter from their own failed dreams, they’re desperate, and do anything to bring you down. We’ll do more than they ever did, talk down to some poor old kid, we are the ones, the ones who made it. The Downtown Fiction, “Where Dreams Go to Die
5. This is your life, there’s no way to run from it, the doubt in your brain or the pain in your stomach. The Story So Far, “Clairvoyant
6. Here’s to words that tell the truth, when it’s easier to lie. Here’s to staring into the sun, when you used to close your eyes. The Maine, “Untangle Me
7. I finally found my voice, and something that’s worth writing down. Mayday Parade, “Girls
8. There’s one thing I want to say, so I’ll be brave. You were what I wanted, I gave what I gave. I’m not sorry I met you, I’m not sorry it’s over, I’m not sorry there’s nothing to say. Stars, “Your Ex-Lover Is Dead
9. So many people close to me cut me down, this is supposed to be a bad luck town; I jumped, I fell, I hit the ground, but here I am alive. Yellowcard, “Here I Am Alive
10. Give me a lesson on how to steal a heart as fast as you stole mine. Hey Monday, “6 Months
11. I feel so stupid because I came here without anything, but I’m finally at ease. Man Overboard, “Love Your Friends, Die Laughing
12. If you need some safer ground I hope you turn your ship around, cause I’ll be waiting for you when you come home. Paradise Fears, “When You Come Home
13. Expect me standing tall, back against the wall, cause what I learned was it’s not about forcing happiness, it’s about not letting sadness win. The Wonder Years, “Local Man Ruins Everything
14. You can only blame your problems on my world for so long before it all becomes the same old song. Fall Out Boy, “The (Shipped) Gold Standards