Why do you have to be a heartbreaker is it a lesson that I never knew? when I was being what you want me to be? Suddenly everything I ever wanted has passed me by I got to say it and it's hard for me You got me crying like I thought I would never be Love

Oh whata' groomy day in Newport'verything is sad, sad, sad Yes what a groomy day in Newport everything is sad, sad. You know it's a groomy day in Newport One awhile a time to have a hand What gonna happened to my music What gonna happened to the song Bis

Wake up America we're all in this together It's our home so let's take care of it You know that you want to You know that you got to wake up America Tomorrow becomes a new day and everything you do Matters yeah everything you do matters in some way I

Want to stay alive Everything about this place just doesn't feel right I don't wanna die Suddenly I'm frightened for my life Want to say goodbye This could be the last time you see me alive I may not survive Knew it from the moment we arrived

Fuck a silver lining 'Cause only gold is hot enough, hot enough It's just cherries, cherries Everything is cherries on top When you gonna say my name? One more, one more Silver lining To the old, and to the new We dedicate this song to you

Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt! Hold on, hold tight, it's not your turn to die yet So thankless, but he knew that he could take this Everything then came apart so one day he could make this It's a song for the nameless, that's ageless Hold onto my

Ghost in the mirror I knew your face once, but now it's unclear And I can't feel my body now I'm separate from here and now It's pulling me apart, this time Everything is never ending Slipped into a peril that I'll never understand This feeling always

Welcome to a new kind of tension All across the alien nation Where everything isn't meant to be okay Television dreams of tomorrow We're not the ones who're meant to follow For that's enough to argue Don't wanna be an American idiot Don't want a nation

You better slow down When I was a young boy Well they tried to tell me That I was movin' Movin' way too fast And I knew everything About everything But I really didn't wanna listen To a bunch of old folks talkin' trash

Welcome to a new kind of tension All across the alien nation Where everything isn't meant to be okay Television dreams of tomorrow We're not the ones who're meant to follow For that's enough to argue Don't wanna be an American idiot Don't want a nation