the leader of the pack now he's gone Mm--"Is she really going out with him? "Well, there she is, Let's ask her" "Betty, is that Jimmy's ring you're wearing?" "Gee, it must be great riding with him" "Is he picking you up after school today?" "By the way,

I know I'm asking to much And you'll never be mine again I'm not gonna find You outside of my door What have you done I hate that you let it end And now that your gone And I can't pretend And not coming back again

Shall I tell you about my life They say I'm a man of the world I've flown across every tide And I've seen lots of pretty girls I guess I've got everything I need I would't ask for more And there's no one I'd rather be But I just wish that I'd never been

I've played every beer joint tavern From New York City out to Pasadena Every corn dog fair and rodeo And sold out every basketball arena In Afghanistan and Baghdad City too Graduate of Honky Tonk you My grandmother owned a night club On the

I've played every beer joint tavern From New York City out to Pasadena Every corn dog fair and rodeo And sold out every basketball arena In Afghanistan and Baghdad City too Graduate of Honky Tonk you My grandmother owned a night club On the

That you asked 'Cause honestly I've been Out of touch and out of reach Just looking for someone, anything That's finally gonna put me back I'd be all about it I'd do anything, anything Put me back, put me back

the leader of the pack now he's gone Mm--"Is she really going out with him? "Well, there she is, Let's ask her" "Betty, is that Jimmy's ring you're wearing?" "Gee, it must be great riding with him" "Is he picking you up after school today?" "By the way,

We’re fucking infamous I don’t care what you have to say, it makes no difference It’s all because of you, we’re fucking infamous Then call me a faggot, stand up, now who looks more threatening? I never asked to be model citizen for your decor Even if you

Baby won't you dance with me Sitting in the dirt Feeling kind of hurt And all is darkness in my room Baby take a chance I'm feeling kind of hurt I had a dream last night That I was piloting a plane

I can't help feel I been mistreated Won't you listen to me Despise all that I see All that I feel All that I want to be Burned, blistered and raw Tearing apart All that is sane to me A blind man asked an angel