Getting too busy to make amends I should try to make it right Are you ready for the shit to hit I think you say you are but aren't Doctor make it better instantly You're the only one who can I've waited here my whole damn life And I've forgotten what I

People just love to play with words People just love to play, haven't you heard? I'm not tryin' to impress you with my lines They don't mean nothin' at all It's just another expression of mine It don't mean nothin' at all Mystifying, Oh no Crystalizing,

Go ahead and jump I got my back against the record machine I ain't the worst that you've seen Ah, can't you see what I mean? Ah, might as well jump Might as well jump (jump) I get up, and nothin' gets me down

You're dumbstruck, baby You're dumbstruck, baby, now you know Your mind is racing like a pro now Oh my god, it doesn't mean a lot to you One time, you were a glowing young ruffian Oh my god, it was a million years ago You're pink, you're young, you're

You're all the same You know you won't last forever A flavor of the week is how you'll be remembered No one will remember your name This place isn't meant for people like you Spouting ideals for your fans to consume You're insignificant, like an ant in

But you don't know how Sometimes I feel like I'm almost gone No no no no But you'll come out alright (Yeah) I know it seems there's no end in sight (Yeah) But it doesn't mean you can't put up a fight Sometimes I feel like a motherless child It's that

Mm whatcha say? Mm that you only meant well? Well of course you did (Whatcha say? Whatcha say?) Mm that it's all for the best? Of course it is 'Cause when the roof caved in and the truth came out I just didn't know what to do But when I become a star

Thank you for your smile You make it all worthwhile to us I'm singing this song for you and your mum that's all Little James, we're all the same They always seem to look to us But we weren't meant to be grown ups You live for your toys, even though they

You could never feel my story It's all you know I will not fold She's in control They all need something to hold on to They all mean well Pay your respects to society giving me hell May your dreams come to reality

She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene With her sweetened breath, and her tongue so mean With her straw-blonde hair, her arms hard and lean I watch the work of my kin bold and boyful Toying somewhere between love and abuse Calling to join