The trees are all like scarecrows 

The leaves are on the ground

Children in their own world are the only sound 

The thought of any problem 

The bully on Grand Ave. 

The pocket knife in his hand 



Demeanor was the same as it always was and will be 

Attitude's the same down here 

You point it at them People do bleed 

Percentages are high this year 

I wanna know when to laugh at your gun

Careful not to push to far 

You're bringing all your power to me 

Pathetically addressed like this 



The situation worsened 

It's harder than before 

The bully's got new reasons Reasons I deplore

things I walked away from

Now leave me where I stood

And all I see is blue sky

I guess it's just the 



Same as it always was and will be 

Attitude's the same down here 

You point it at them People do bleed Percentages are high this year

I wanna know when to laugh at your gun 

Careful not to push to far 

You're bringing all your power to me 

Looking down the barrel 

Remembering the stories 

Making light of history 

Will I ever laugh at this 



I guess it's just the same as it always was and will be 

Attitude's the same down here 

You point it at them People do bleed Percentages are high this year 

I wanna know when to laugh at your gun 

Careful not to push to far 

You're bringing all your power to me 

This is all you got This is all you'll ever have