Oh can you hear What's the matter my dear Is it a Is it a lost cause? Oh can you hear Well there's nothing to fear Is it a Is it a lost cause?

All the times that I've been told The way the story goes And now I'm standing here broken alone On the city streets where I was raised I'm unemployed, but unafraid I've got enough cigarettes, to get me through next week I'm sick of New York summer heat These stompin' grounds, familiar beats I'm tryna live a dream, not easy as it seems Let me show you what I got I'm selling something can't be taught Stomach's tying up in knots Give me a chance and you'll see The fire in my soul Kick me down and still I roll Plenty tread left on these souls Lead this horse to water Summertime seems to be fine I like the heat and I don't mind All the crowds of people Filling up the street The cold comes, I go and hide I shiver all throughout my spine My mind begins to wonder, where I'll be next week But when I fall I'll rise again Can't let myself beat me again I don't care to be your pawn, I don't care to let you win Let me show you what I got I'm selling something can't be taught Stomach's tying up in knots Give me a chance and you'll see The fire in my soul Kick me down and still I roll Plenty tread left on these souls Lead this horse to water I've been to Hotel Belfar New York ain't nothin but rats and cars I've run through the back bay Boston's a bore and more of the same I've been to Hotel Belfar New York ain't nothin but rats and cars I've run through the back bay Boston's a bore and more of the same And I think I better take a trip to Hotel Belfar baby Let me show you what I got I'm selling something can't be taught Stomach's tying up in knots Give me a chance and you'll see The fire in my soul Kick me down and still I roll Plenty tread left on these souls Lead this horse to water Let me show you what I got I'm selling something can't be taught Stomach's tying up in knots Give me a chance and you'll see The fire in my soul (I've been to Hotel Belfar) Kick me down and still I roll (New York ain't nothing but rats and cars) Plenty tread left on these souls (I've run through the back bay) Lead this horse to water (Boston's a bore and more of the same)

My god is simple, my god is kind Ain't nothing fancy, just a guy like us no mastermind He lives in the Back Bay He drinks too much He's always late Oh way ay ay ay ay ay oh My god is near to us He tokes from time to time He loves the white man and the black man Cuz he's colorblind He is a flaming gay He talks too much He masturbates Oh way ay ay ay ay ay oh Oh way ay ay ay ay ay oh wayay Now how's your vocabulary? Reading your good book twice a week I hope he's gonna help you win it big, win a lot Cuz when you're stuck with him my god, you're out of luck My gods an asshole He doesn't give a shit He sucks a Juul And tells the kids That they should take a hit He lives on cape cod He drinks too much and yells a lot Oh way ay ay ay ay ay oh Oh way ay ay ay ay ay oh wayay Now how's your vocabulary? Reading your good book twice a week I hope he's gonna help you win it big, win a lot Cuz when you're stuck with him my god, you're out of luck My god's a nervous wreck Takes pills from time to time Sometimes prescribed and then Sometimes he takes the pills he finds He is paranoid he thinks all shrinks are Sigmund Freud Oh way ay ay ay ay ay oh Oh way ay ay ay ay ay oh wayay Now how's your vocabulary? Reading your good book twice a week I hope he's gonna help you win it big, win a lot Cuz when you're stuck with him my god, you're out of luck Cuz when you're stuck with him my god, you're out of luck

I haven't seen you in two years Frankly I'm intimidated You walk the cobbled stones like you're made of air I've never seen that before Taking sips off your dampened cigarette The furthest I will go, since I haven't kissed you yet I know it's wrong but I can't think of nothing else But I'll listen to you ramble to the sound of distant church bells ringing I didn't think I'd feel this way But now I'm thinking of you every day And how I'd give it all just to whisper something sweet Over southern cuts and coffee on queen street Sunday Morning came and went The cars flew by me as I drove back home again Cotton fields, past rundown paper mills Blue eyes in grey skies all along the high way, singing I didn't think I'd feel this way But now I'm thinking of you every day And how I'd give it all just to whisper something sweet Over southern cuts and coffee on queen street Now you're way out in Chicago Waiting tables in some fancy restaurant I bet I rarely cross your mind But would you smile if you heard my name? Would you smile if you heard my name? Would you smile if you heard my name? Would you smile if you heard my name? I didn't think I'd feel this way But now I'm thinking of you every day And how I'd give it all just to whisper something sweet Over southern cuts and coffee… Over southern cuts and coffee on queen street

Hey, hey, I don't give a fuck About your sleazy ass ways, stuck in the mud Well it was one for the money but you didn't show And by three I was gone I was sick as a dog Three I was gone I was sick as a dog Your mama should have told you to be nice to boys Cuz some get broken hearted and start making' noise I can scream I can shout, Oh what good will it do? Over and out and a big fuck you Not gonna spread a rumor, but you make me sick Left me after three days, god damn what a prick Now you're smokin' cigarettes in the New England fog And I'm not gonna lie you make me sick as a dog Not gonna lie you make me sick as a dog Hey, hey, I don't give a fuck About your sleazy ass ways, stuck in the mud Well it was one for the money but you didn't show And by three I was gone I was sick as a dog Three I was gone I was sick as a dog Three hours gone I was sick as a dog Drank the whole bottle now I'm feeling real lost You broke my heart so it's a big fuck you I'm gone I miss the smell of your perfume, the way you hit the blunt Left me after three days we fuck inside the bedroom Go my own way, know you throwin' shade, smack me in the face Now I'm getting lipstick on my face, I can't seem to stay away Stuck inside the mud you call my phone I pick up right away Hey, hey, I don't give a fuck About your sleazy ass ways, stuck in the mud Well it was one for the money but you didn't show And by three I was gone I was sick as a dog Three I was gone I was sick as a dog Big man upstairs, I don't think he's got my back Cuz I've never been one to pray or give back To all the people who try to control how I live Well I'm not gonna lie you make me sick as a dog Here's to all the haters, nay-sayers, and cucks Say what you will, I don't give a fuck To all the people who told me to keep my day job Well I'm not gonna lie you make me sick as a dog Not gonna lie you make me sick as a dog Hey, hey, I don't give a fuck About your sleazy ass ways, stuck in the mud Well it was one for the money but you didn't show And by three I was gone I was sick as a dog Three I was gone I was sick as a dog About your sleazy ass ways, stuck in the mud (The way you hit the blunt, now I'm feeling real lost Well it was one for the money but you didn't show (Left me after three days, fuck you I'm gone) And by three I was gone I was sick as a dog Three I was gone I was sick as a dog

I think I'm starting out Starting over again It's a clean slate Where do I Begin I think I'm freaking out Like a punch in the gut Gonna lose my mind Like a punch in the gut Gonna lose my mind Look my way you psycho in ripped jeans I'm crying out, like a loser I know I'm out of luck and you're so hot But god damn I hate the way you walk In the mall parking lot Don't even know your name But I hate your guts What the fucks wrong with me? I give in I give up and I try to repent Just to fall on my knees and do it again Look my way you psycho in ripped jeans I'm crying out, like a loser I know I'm out of luck and you're so hot But god damn You think it's impossible hear me out Run away from the pain, the fear, and doubt Breaking away, there's another way I'm sick of everything You think it's impossible don't look down You got me bleeding out Getting light in the head The room is spinning I'm trying to speak Look my way you psycho in ripped jeans I'm crying out, like a loser I know I'm out of luck and you're so hot But god damn Look my way you psycho in ripped jeans I'm crying out, like a loser I know I'm out of luck and you're so hot But god damn

Scrape yourself up off the floor Can't tell what's going on Bruises from the night before Image clear and then it's gone Take your time, catch your breath Til' the shivers slip away Have a bump of coke and a cigarette And it's back into the fray Understand it's never gonna happen for you Realize the lies and what's true Understand it's never gonna happen And you lose lose lose... Shaking hands and sunken eyes And a stabbing in your head Losing count of the bottles you've got Stashed under your bed Your friends are falling burning out Biting dust one at a time A couple dead, a few more gone But you, you walk a line Understand it's never gonna happen for you Realize the lies and what's true Understand it's never gonna happen And you lose lose lose...

Standing on an unfinished porch On our way to Newbury Street The sound of laughter is giving me chills Standing out on the hot concrete Drive oh about a hundred miles Just to see my band play for a few But is the summer is it getting you down You could have been here and started new Give it time graduation day is coming Another day in a life full of remiss We'll be fine graduation day is coming Another day in a life you'll never miss Drop a needle on a worn out track That we've played a thousand times Come on Eileen til' the neighbors complain And they call your mom to drop a dime Life is simple and the dogs are fine But tempo's about to change Now I wonder if you knew back then How far your head was down the drain Give it time graduation day is coming Another day in a life full of remiss We'll be fine graduation day is coming Another day in a life you'll never miss Give it Time, graduation day is coming Give it Time, graduation day is coming We'll be fine, graduation day is coming We'll be fine, graduation day is coming Give it time graduation day is coming Another day in a life full of remiss We'll be fine graduation day is coming Another day in a life you'll never miss Give it time graduation day is coming Another day in a life full of remiss We'll be fine graduation day is coming Another day in a life you'll never miss

Woke up in a coma, a steaming vat Just shook off another heart attack Navy dress pants to try and look sleek Believe what they say, been a savior for about two weeks Dressed for success but your belt buckle's loose I hate the way we put girls on a noose Saying boys will be boys will be assholes that's fine But you keep it clean or else you're gonna die Ugly talk and we turn a blind eye Idle talk tends to make us sigh, yea Kill em' all talk and they'll wonder why But locker room talk That makes me cry Yea locker room talk That makes me cry I've heard this before, but nothing's in store For those who don't care to talk politely Don't listen to him you got a friend in me I don't believe this I'm done talking nice I don't believe that I have to ask twice Entitled to money and women and fame If I'm being honest that sounds pretty lame Ugly talk and we turn a blind eye Idle talk tends to make us sigh, yea Kill em' all talk and they'll wonder why But locker room talk That makes me cry Yea locker room talk That makes me cry Ugly talk and we turn a blind eye Idle talk tends to make us sigh, yea Kill em' all talk and they'll wonder why But locker room talk That makes me cry Ugly talk and we turn a blind eye Idle talk tends to make us sigh, yea Kill em' all talk and they'll wonder why But locker room talk That makes me cry Yea locker room talk That makes me cry Yea locker room talk That makes me cry

I'm always running around I'm always running away With no idea where I'm going I'm not afraid of the dark I'm not afraid of the light I guess I'm scared of not knowing It's like I'm walking slowly Into walls of brick and fire Without a trace of laughter love or light I try to slow the coming tide But I slip into the mire But even so I make it through the night I guess I've been wrung out I haven't smoked in a while Now I don't know where i'm going Whatever happened to us Was all that bullshit trust A hole for pain to start growing It's like I'm walking slowly Into walls of brick and fire Without a trace of laughter love or light I try to slow the coming tide But I slip into the mire But even so I make it through the night Somebody take my hand, get me off this rock I'm screaming at the door, open the lock Someone to love, someone to hold me through the pain Someone that I can give the same. It's like I'm walking slowly Into walls of brick and fire Without a trace of laughter love or light I try to slow the coming tide But I slip into the mire But even so I make it through the night