Or shrug us off your shoulders Don't approve a single word we wrote Make us it, make us hip, make us scene Well we're just a wet dream for the webzines It's time for us to take a chance If you talk, you better walk With more than good hooks While you're

That's more like it Yeah, that's more like it That's more like it, yeah Make my dinner, bring it to me That's more like it, that's more like it I see where and when it happened When I wanted you, you did not reciprocate When I needed you, you would

Something I don't know Tell me, tell me, tell me Everybody tells me Like how many inches in a mile What it takes to make you smile Getcha not to treat me like a child, baby I hear it all the time I'm never gonna amount to much But they're never gonna

'Cause it's all that I want And I want to be free I got Satan riding next to me 'Cause we're all bloody freaks And we'll give you the creeps Chasing fireflies and zeroes Concrete dream (hey) I'm gonna make a scene, radio Caught burning gasoline, sleeping

I promise you I know, I know, I know, I know, We're gonna make it 'Cause no one else can Make me feel the way that you do We're gonna get there Today, tomorrow, And forever we will stay true

It's a mean old scene When it comes to double crossing time. He will try to make it so you lose. When you think you got good buddies, They will spin around and cheat you blind. Double crossing man is mean, Double crossing man, You'll fill your mind with

Looks to me like I'm flying high And my uproarious arrival pushed the noise to the scene This inglorious desire that would be left out of me So I'll be open to rise And open closed minds, hook lines I'll make 'em edible You'll gobble it down Like it's

Out in the middle of nowhere It's so cold with nobody to hold me You're so wrong for leaving when you told me You would never leave me by myself Now I'm lost Trying to make it on my own But now I'm walking by myself I never knew what you were capable of

Shake it up Shake it up! Make a scene Bring the lights up Bust the doors down Dust yourself off, Take it up a notch DJ set it off All together now

One last time We'll lay down today It doesn't make any sense This tragic ending In spite of the evidence There's something still missing Heard some of the rumors told A taste of one's wealth Did Victoria wound his soul?