fatal habits, broken dreams 
waking up isn't all it seems 
we held on to what we couldn't see 
i carried you, you carried me 

camped out in hollywood roasting letters from your 
father 
we proved survival of the why bother 

we were young and excited 
we were lost and alone 
we were free, but misguided 
and we had no place to call home 

same old story, different song 
most people get the lyrics wrong 
verse by verse we faced a raging bull 
stomach empty, balls full 

late nights in hollywood banging guitars and boys 
swingsets and cigarettes were our joys 

we were young and excited 
we were lost and alone 
we were free, but misguided 
and we had no place to call home 

why don't the gideons leave condoms in the drawer? 
bibles don't save many people anymore 
we took up quarters in the bathroom, there were dollars 
on the floor 
i looked at you, you said to me, "jay, we're worth 
more" 

we were young and excited 
we were lost and alone 
we were free, but misguided 
and we'd found a place to call home