I can't wait to show you what a jaded fuck I've becomeI'm officially finished singing about some better wayCause we're all so young and there's time to changeJust tell me aren't these the reddest eyes you've ever seen?
Sitting on the steps of where my family's grownI fold from this game after the hundredth time this feeling's passed over meI'll try my best not to take my time in...Maybe the telephone ring
I'll waste my life and never make up the timeI wrote this for my brotherI didn't mean to become a strangerAnd this is for my mother
How could I ever turn and leave this place?Now listen, fatherI need to tell you all I've learned from youIt's written on my face as I drive 'round the world in disgrace
I'm not gonna take my time in...Making the telephone ringI'll waste my life and never make up the timeAre you still happy to see my pale face?Oh tell me why I rot on the inside
Dry your eyes off in half-timeWe'll only speak when it matters to meHow I despise this disguise
I'll never take my time in...Making the telephone ringI'll waste my life and never make up the timeAre you happy to see my pale face?Oh, tell me why I sit and I rot on the inside
I can't find the words to dry your eyesAin't life grand sometimes?