Get ready 'cause this is war Everything back and more And I'm not gonna let this go I'm ready to settle the score So what am I fighting for? I'm looking for a better way Some days it just gets so hard And I don't wanna slip away I can't take back all

And every day that you want to waste, that you want to waste, you can And every day that you want to wake up, that you want to wake, you can And every day that you want to change, that you want to change, yeah I'll help you see it through 'cause I just

Without one another It's not like you never tried to forget her But these days are better without one another Hey kid, everybody's prone to some mistakes If you'd always kept it straight, you'd never learn You'd run the risk of all the risks you take

This must be love This must be love, I'm feeling This must be love, oh It must be love, I'm feeling Oh this must be love, I'm feeling Well I wait in every day, just in case You decide to call And I can hardly wait 'Cause I never thought time could pass

If I make sound, it better be loud If rock and roll's dead, you can kill me right now I'd rather be dead than bored out of my mind Till my voice is blowing out What if one day everything changed Will these words have any use to me I didn't make it here

It feels like I'm movin' mountains Every day, every day, every day, every day Anyway, anyway, anyway, anyway Feels like I'm movin' mountains I've been thinkin' 'bout us And I'm feelin' in love Not going out tonight Stay home until daylight I'm hanging on

This is what we started Never be, never be us They can't hold us down They'll never be, never be us Remember when we were young Breakin' every rule they made I'll never change what we've done It made us who we are today I takin' every chance I get To

Brain damage, ever since the day I was born Drugs, what they used to say I was on They say I never knew which way I was goin' But everywhere I go they keep playin' my song Brain damage "Wait he's convulsing!" "Ah"

Bobby Sox, baby, I've got to let you go You've got a head full of nothin' But stage, screen and radio You chase autographs every night You write fan mail through the day You keep your great big head in the scrapbook Yes, and you throw the cookbook away

And I'll be crushin' it Every week has a weekend By this time Friday night I'll be done with my third can Of cold Bud Light I'll be crushin' it Yeah, I'll be crushin' it Oh, I'll be crushin' it I sure could use an attaboy