Freshmen The Verve Pipe      When I was young I knew everything      And she a punk who rarely ever took advice      Now I'm guilt stricken, sobbing with my head on the floor     Stop a baby's breath and a shoe full of rice      I can't be held responsible      'Cause she was touching her face      I won't be held responsible      She fell in love in the first place      For the life of me I cannot remember      What made us think that we were wise and we'd never compromise      For the life of me I cannot believe we'd ever die for these sins      We were merely freshmen      My best friend took a week's vacation to forget her      His girl took a week's worth of Valium and slept      Now he's guilt stricken sobbing with his head on the floor      Thinks about her now and how he never really wept he says      I can't be held responsible      'Cause she was touching her face      I won't be held responsible      She fell in love in the first place      For the life of me I cannot remember      What made us think that we were wise and we'd never compromise      For the life of me I cannot believe we'd ever die for these sins      We were merely freshmen      We've tried to wash our hands of all of this      We never talk of our lacking relationships      And how we're guilt stricken sobbing with our heads on the floor      We fell through the ice when we tried not to slip, we'd say      I can't be held responsible      'Cause she was touching her face      I won't be held responsible      She fell in love in the first place      For the life of me I cannot remember      What made us think that we were wise and we'd never compromise      For the life of me I cannot believe we'd ever die for these sins      We were merely freshmen      For the life of me I cannot remember      What made us think that we were wise and we'd never compromise      For the life of me I cannot believe we'd ever die for these sins      We were merely freshmen      We were merely freshmen      We were merely freshmen Note: This is a truly tragic song. For those that don't know the story, The song is about two of the band members (yes, a true story.)  One of their girlfriends fell in love with someone else who was in the band. I believe she had an affair and became pregnant because she also had an abortion. Not knowing what to do, since she loved both of them and was overwhelmed, she took her own life. Unfortunately I know this story all too well. But that is another story. I find it odd...      ...there are so many people that whine that their songs are not good. Would it be worth it to have events such as these happen, and lose a part of your soul, each time you write a song? From: Jody