I keep my shoes untied just in case I don't fall

Maybe I might find a cold, hard piece of pavement

Rushing up to me to greet my broken face

And maybe I might be a little bit more friendly

But for now

I think I'll stand around

I'll just stand around

So when I start to see some face in neon dreams

Engulfed in fantasies, the world seems more inviting

I don't wanna die, my skin might disagree

But then my heart, it flies every single day I'm going down

Just bring me back around

And maybe I'll be gone

But I'll still sing the song

And maybe I'll be fine

And never make a dime

So when I tell you, hun, that I just need to go outside

And smoke a blunt, the world seems like it's spinning

I don't wanna die, my skin might disagree

But then my heart, it flies, every single day I'm going down

Just bring me back around

And maybe I'll be gone

But I'll still sing the song

And maybe I'll be fine

And never make a dime