And you don't And you don't And you don't And you don't Born to be down I think that I've said this before now Born to be down What good is confidence
Hey! Well, punk is dead And, yeah, you're next But it seems no one has told you yet So hardcore You must be sore You come on like a major threat Face
suffering a fool You go ahead As good as dead You go ahead As good as dead You go ahead As good as dead As good as dead You go ahead Okay I understand
I'm not mad I'm just bored And everything I do is only because There's nothing much else for me to do And that includes you And that includes you Messing
and so's your stonewashed jeans You crass fat-ass, you stupid steroid fuck Hijack the pit you shit, male bonding as moose rut You want me, you can'
Abusive excuses are all I have to hold Use and re-use to explain why I'm so cold One for headaches One for stress But the one for fear's the one I like
Don't you hate it when people are in love? They're so, they're so happy So goddamn happy, happy Don't you hate it when people are in love? They're so,
You're on to something good But it can't be all that matters You're on to something good But it can't be all that matters You're on to something good
Maybe the life I've left Is comin' back for me Maybe the life I've left Is comin' back for me Maybe to beat you, cheat you Maybe it's twisted, fisted
like the only freak in this town What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you? What's wrong with me? We've got a life of scratching tickets At the local
's okay. An' I don't even care That you were so unfair I worshiped one time at your feet Never heard what was said All nerve ends are dead Tinnitus
I'd like to think that it's out of fear When you blow into town, maybe twice a year To check on me, see if I'm still here And make me think that it's
I'm at your local newsstand jerk While the only XXL you been in as a shirt And, speakin of shirts, get a new white T God damn it feels good to be me -
