I've been sitting alone with a troubled mind

Thinking 'bout better times

I'm pretty sure it's too late to start this over

I don't wanna go to work today, I'd rather smoke some weed and cry

Hey I've been sitting here wasting away with a troubled mind

They say you can grind the next ten years or so

Maybe we'll start paying

Or you could learn a couple hundred Dylan songs and maybe make a living

Well if cutting your teeth until they are worn to the bone and putting food up in your fridge

Maybe this time next year you give up on all this shit

'Cause I've been sitting here wasting away with a troubled mind

I'm pretty sure it's too late to start this over

I don't wanna go to church today, I'd rather hang my head and sigh

Hey I've been sitting here wasting away with a troubled mind

Oh with a troubled mind (with a troubled mind)

With a troubled mind (with a troubled mind)

Oh the simplest truth is so hard to find

Oh you can call it what you wanna dear, I call it hanging me on the line

Well I've been sitting here wasting away with a troubled mind

Some thanks goes out to Mr Parking Lot, thanks to Mr Mall

You're turning this old neighborhood into something we could be proud of

And thanks a lot for your one-use cups and your bullshit civil stance

Yeah the only job worth anything is with a shovel in your hands

Oh with a troubled mind (with a troubled mind)

With a troubled mind (with a troubled mind)

Oh with a troubled mind (with a troubled mind)

With a troubled mind (with a troubled mind)

Oh the simplest truth is so hard to find

Oh I ain't getting out of bed today, plan to watch this pass on by

Yeah I've been sitting here wasting away with a troubled mind

I've been sitting here wasting away with a troubled mind