Bored

Face down against the wall

And I don't have the wherewithal

To leave and I don't like this at all

Nothing in front of me

Perpetual anxiety

Good thing I've got my college degree

So

Tell me anything

And save me from this lonely misery

I could run away but I'm bored

Now I only buy what I can afford

And I can't take this, tryin' to fake it

(Ah, ah)

I hate to say goodbye

But I've been workin' overtime

And lately I'm in bed before nine

Postmates and alcohol

Two drinks, I need Tylenol

And all my hair is starting to fall out

I need an excuse to go for a walk

I'll pat down all my pockets

Pretend I dropped my wallet and get lost

Tell me anything

And save me from this lonely misery

I could run away but I'm bored

Now I only buy what I can afford

And I can't take this, tryin' to fake it

There goes another day

Still a grown man listening to the Black Parade

And I've got all these bills left to pay

Fuckin' A

I'm bored

I'm bored

So give me anything

Except another dose of reality

Tell me anything

And save me from this lonely misery

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I could run away but I'm bored

Now I only buy what I can afford

And I can't take this, tryin' to fake it

Face down against the wall

And I don't have the wherewithal

To leave and I don't even mind it at all