The sun is kind of annoying

As I try to sleep in the back of my van

It is supposed to be autumn

Did someone mess with The Plan? 



Feels like my skin doesn't fit me

But it's one mother of a tan

Barbecued might be the right description

As I walk around in this frying pan



Give me a damn good reason not to worry

Give me a damn good reason

‘Cos I refuse to sit here on my ass and drown

When we burn our bridges down



Now it's been a while since I last wrote

The ground has been just as green as before

The yesterday my street turned kinda arctic

Now I can't get out of my front door



Give me a damn good reason not to worry

Give me a damn good reason

‘Cos I refuse to sit here on my ass and drown

When we burn our bridges down