You cannot replace them Face it or you'll waste them So get up, so get up and save it Your golden years left you behind Does the truth weigh on your mind? Tell me what did it cost when the moment was lost Is this how you survive? Why, oh why do you have

I call it love Baby, I don't know what love is Maybe I'm a fool I just know what I'm feeling And it's all because of you Don't tell me I don't know I want the truth 'Cause they call it

Supersymmetry Ah, lalala lala Supersymmetry (supersymmetry) I know you're living in my mind It's not the same as being alive If telling the truth is not polite Then I guess you'll have to fight Then I guess we'll have to fight I lived for a year, in the

Oh nice guys finish last When you are the outcast Don't pat yourself on the back You might break your spine Pressure cooker pick my brain and tell me I'm insane I'm so fucking happy I could cry Every joke can have its truth but now the joke's on you I

How was I to know that this was always only just a little game to you? All the time I felt you gave your heart I thought that I would do the same for you, Tell the truth I think I should have seen it coming from a mile away, When the words you say are,

I set fire to the glory I set fire to the dream I set fire to the only thing That lead me from the streets Don't tell me it's over, 'cause I don't want to believe 'Cause now I've opened my eyes and I have found a way to breathe The truth sets me free Oh,

I'll tell 'em the truth, I'll tell 'em the truth, I'll tell 'em the truth So, ever since October Living out my dreams, they got a lot closer Had to do it for my daughter before she got older Had to wake the sleepers up, bitch I got Folgers I'm the

Over and over again Tell me slowly Down in your heart, you know better Same old story Nobody's buying There ain't any truth to it The fact is you're lying But I'm getting used to it Promising we'll stay together

Hurt me when I'm close to you Tell me lies and not the truth Carve your wrongs in my skin Love is killing me so sweet Like the torture that I need For my way back home Hurt my soul Love destroy my chroming soul

How 'bout you? To tell the truth I think we're the chosen few An' how 'bout you? Do you feel the way I do? Yeah, I like my country rocking', how 'bout you? Yeah, I know where I come from I don't need baggy clothes Or rings in my nose to be cool