Sometimes I wonder if the world's so small, Living in the sprawl, Dead shopping malls rise like mountains beyond mountains, And there's no end in sight, I need the darkness someone please cut the lights. They heard me singing and they told me to stop,

I hate my life Well I hate my job, all of my rich friends I hate everyone to the bitter end Nothing turns out right, there's no end in sight So sick of the hobos Always beggin' for change I don't like how I gotta work And they just sit around and get

Long road to ruin There in your eyes Under the cold streetlights No tomorrow Running through hell Heaven can wait No dead-end in sight Maybe the season The colors change in the valley skies