Check one two - alright silence in the studio please!

Yeah, ar alright

I love how in the beginning there's always just random tid bits of vocals in the front

I can't hear what you were saying I can only hear cause I got the microphone, that's alright

Spend my nights alone

Waiting by the phone

Playin guitar

Playin guitar

Sittin' in the kitchen

My blood,

You know it boils and

Thickens

Satisfaction

Death of desire

You know there's only so much

You can acquire

Betrayed, by thoughts

Insignificant

And you know you're

Lacking heart

You know I never

Never wanted things to

End up this way

The night, It calls

You

It says, it's okay

Misbehave

Misbehave

(Misbehave)

I got nothin' to do

I got nothin' to do

Today

I got nothin' to lose

I got nothin' to lose

Except for, Yesterday

I got too much time on my hands

I got too much time on my hands

I got too much time on my hands

I got too much time on my hands

I got nothin' to do

You know I got

I got nothin' to do

Except for

Write these songs for you

Write these songs for you

Nothin' but an idea

And a song in your heart you feel where

Someone has filled

The night, It calls

You

It says, it's okay

Misbehave

Misbehave

Misbehave

Nothing left to be said

No wisdom gained

And you know

No wisdom fled

I got too much time on my hands

I got too much time on my hands

I got too much time on my hands

I got too much time on my hands

The night, It calls

You

It says, it's okay

Misbehave

Misbehave

Misbehave

Misbehave

Alright cut the vocals