Now I'm on the outside, oh oh I'll show you what it feels like We did everything right Now I'm on the outside Yourself was never enough for me Gotta be so strong There's a power in what you do Look at what you've done Stand still, falling away from me

What was that sound ringing around your brain? You're the outcast, you're the underclass But you don't care, because you're living fast You're the uninvited guest who stays 'till the end I know you've got a problem that the devil sends You think they're

I am machine I never sleep A part of me Wishes I could just feel something I wish I knew what it was like I keep my eyes wide open Until I fix what's broken Here's to being human All the pain and suffering

It is what it is 'til it was what it was Let it do what it does 'til it's over 'Til is over If it's right then it's right If it's wrong then it's wrong Let's keep playing the song 'til it's over If it's love if it ain't if it's only the drinks And it

Previously (on other people's heartache) What would you do? (This is your heart) This is the rhythm of the (you can) Pumps through your veins, can you feel it? Oh oh oh oh The night, for me Her name was Londy, she went to junior high with A tornado flew

Hey, hey what can I say I grew up in the heartland USA I sing it loud and proud and I make a lotta noise I'm an all-American middle class white boy We wasn't rich but we wasn't poor Lived on a cul-de-sac 'til my parents divorced I drove a hand-me-down

I know it's hard now for you to see You can't change how it was or how it's gonna be I'm what she wants, you're just what she needs And yet she still loves me, she still loves me Where is her sweater? It’s not in her car Is not at her friend’s house,

Even when I fall will you still believe Even when I'm lost will you still believe (will you save me) So much that I've done wrong it's an open book I've done much more than my fair share of damage What once was hidden now is crystal clear. Transformation

It's okay to cry, just rain on me, yeah (Just rain on me) I'm sorry I didn't answer I didn't answer 'cause I was busy, what else That's why I didn't answer How about I just call you next time? Why is it that when I don't answer You think I'm with

It was my senior year I just turned eighteen I was a Friday night hero, with division one dreams I had an offer on the table A four year ride 'Til that fourth and two and twenty four dive I left on a stretcher, wound up on a crutch Walked on that next