Bad Beer

I never thought that I could be

One of the people on TV

I never thought that I could live

Like them

And have my friends

And sleep with them, too

So I abstained

Till I met you

I never mentioned anything

About the songs that I would sing

Over the summer when we go on tour

And sleep on the floor and

Drink the bad beer

I think I left it unclear

Everything new is a little bit bad

And everything old turns you off

I can't take all these locals, Annie

When all they do is scoff at us

Anyway, here's where I gotta get goin'

Be sure that you lock all the doors

I love looking at your pictures

But I still wish I brought more

And then you saw this little kid

Let out a whisper while he hid

Big box of candy on the porch

He drank, his dad complained

Oh, of all of these dudes

Stuck up and glued to their screens

You never told me how it felt

When you were crying by yourself

All of the people on the cross town bus loop

Staring at you

Batten your knees

Saying, I'm sorry sweetie

Everything new is a little bit bad

And everything old turns you off

If we could sell these freaking t-shirts, baby

I might come home with a bit more money

Anyway, here's where I gotta get goin'

Be sure that you lock all the doors

I love looking at your pictures

But I still wish I brought more