No Worries II

You made your bed (whoa) Now just sleep in it And dreams will cut the words out I grind my teeth (whoa) Grind my teeth to chalk Finding words to say to you Of all the things we planned Of all the things we planned Any fool (whoa) Fool can carry on with grand delusions And any dog (whoa) Dog like me could find The best way through the fence Of all the things you planned And all the things you promised me But you never done (so worried all the time) No, you never done (so worried, oh) This neighborhood This hood's a border town Plagued by numbers This fallen tree Tree turned into boards Boarding up the doors to you Look at all the things we planned Look at all the things we planned You could waste your time (on grand delusion) A dog like me could fine (the best way through the fence) You could spend your life (without a conclusion) You were worried about the time Any fool Fool could carry on, whoa Whoa (whoa) With grand delusions This fallen tree Tree turned into boards, whoa Whoa (whoa) Boarding up the doors to you (whoa) This neighborhood This hood's a boarder town, whoa Whoa (whoa) That's plagued by numbers You made your bed Now just sleep in it, whoa Whoa (whoa) And let your dreams cut the words out