I am, I'm me I am and I'll be I will, you'll see Can't you see? Can't you see? Who are you to look down At what I believe? I'm on to your thinking And how you deceive Well, you can't abuse me

And if you know who you are, And if my heart's had wings, I'd be the bird that sings, I'd fly where love isn't shy And everyone is willing to try. And if we had the time, And time's so hard to find, I can't believe what you say, Start sending those

Living life, Life in the fast lane, Not that bad, No, we can't complain, Who's to say, That we won't keep it real, Hold on tight, Don't you dare let go, Now's the time

I don't wanna know, know, know, know Who's taking you home, home, home, home And loving you so, so, so, so The way I used to love you, oh The way I used to love you, no I don't wanna know Are you happy now? Do you think of me? Of what we used to be?

Are you happy now? Somewhere in the crowd In a foreign place There's nothing left to say So I shut my mouth So won't you tell me, babe You're a world away You're the only one who can The wash in the weight of your pockets, so deep

So what we get drunk So what we smoke weed We’re just having fun We don’t care who sees So what we go out That’s how it's supposed to be Living young and wild and free When you live like this you’re supposed to party Roll one, smoke one, and we all just

Come to send not condescend Transcendental consequences to transcend... Where we are...Who are we? Who we are... Trampled moss on your souls... Changes all you're a part... Seen it all not at all... Can't defend the command... Take me a for a ride

We’re not that different, you and I There are two ways to skin tonight Let’s see whose road gets there faster Oh you and I, you and I You and I, you and I I’m the lesser of two evils Or am I, am I tricking myself nice? If I’m a lesser of two evils

Can't you come out to play in your empty garden, Johnny He must have been a gardener that cared a lot Who weeded out the tears and grew a good crop And I've been knocking but no one answers Oh and I've been calling, oh hey hey Johnny Who lived here And

It can't be Nashville every night With its la la oh oh ohs, Whoa-ohs and He said, 'Fuck this' and 'Fuck that' And this guy's the diplomat Stares into the blur of the tuner lights He said, 'We are what we lack' And this guy's the autodidact