Expectations

It's that 3am sadness descending into madness Creeping in like a goddamn virus Too dumb for buying in too smart for selling out Then we carry on tomorrow as if we ever had a doubt, When your expectations knock you off your level With your head below water making deals with the devil You're scared of ending up alone you pushed away the ones you love Gotta pick yourself up, gotta pick yourself up, so give me... Rock and roll and a little bit of soul At a dimly lit sticky dive bar show Where me and my friends can laugh at all the stupid trends, And what's with all of these sappy, soulless singers With their overused melisma and lacking charisma No-one cares about the music that they didn't write They're just gonna end up on a Christmas album singing Silent Night, And what of their goals apart from pearly white teeth And a big smile on a billboard overlooking your street Cause when the rug is pulled from underneath their feet The name they never earned becomes so bittersweet, Give me rock and roll and a little bit of soul At a dimly lit sticky dive bar show Where me and my friends can laugh at all the stupid trends, Give me rock and roll and a little bit of soul Cause I don't wanna think about tomorrow And if things go alright I'll find a pretty face to take home tonight, (Solo) It's that 3am sadness descending into madness Creeping in like a goddamn virus Too dumb for buying in, too smart for selling out Then we carry on tomorrow as if we ever had a doubt, So give me rock and roll and a little bit of soul At a dimly lit sticky dive bar show Where me and my friends can laugh at all the stupid trends, Give me rock and roll and a little bit of soul At a dimly lit sticky dive bar show Where me and my friends can laugh at all the stupid trends, Give me rock and roll and a little bit of soul Cause I don't wanna think about tomorrow If things go alright I'll find a pretty face to take home tonight... Take home tonight Take home tonight... Your expectations knock you off your level Your head below water making deals with the devil You're scared to be alone, forget the ones you love Gotta pick yourself up, gotta pick yourself up with rock and roll... Rock and roll... Rock and roll...