I am out here sweating in short-shorts and tee shirts in late October soon we’ll be underwater, oh I know that shortly we’ll be dying
And I’d really rather take my own life now than get caught up in big storms and hurricanes, floods and droughts are side effects of climate change
I say the same thing over and over again, I say the same, same thing. “You should only write songs about girls and your friends” but I say the same, same thing
I’d like to run away, I think about it every day, always on the back of my mind
I’ll sleep inside my car, on the turnpike leaving Pittsburgh never to return again
And I hate the sound of my voice, screaming billionaires could die and we’d be all fine, or that we could live forever or die out in thirty years and that’ll be alright
Take off your shoes and make yourself at home I’m always here alone inside my bedroom, I know I’ll never hurt the ones that I love, all of my friends are never gonna die now
Take off your shoes and make yourself at home I’m always here alone inside my bedroom, I know I’ll never hurt the ones that I love, all of my friends are never gonna die now
(I always feel so plain and still, I might not exist at all, but I persist if all of this might mean something to someone)
Take off your shoes and make yourself at home I’m always here alone inside my bedroom, I know I’ll never hurt the ones that I love, all of my friends are never gonna die now
But it’s not enough to go on, no it’s not enough, but it’s not enough to go on, you’re not trying hard enough, but it’s not enough to go on, no it’s not enough, but it’s not enough to go on, you’re not trying at all
“I can’t! I won’t! I know I’m alone” rang the band’s record, I was so enthralled
“I can’t! I won’t!” no not on my own, should I just shut up? No one’s listening
