Had nothing to do just the other day 

But that's my luck, whoa 

Couldn't help notice you walk by 

And that's my lust, whoa 

Skeletone in my closet 

I got three bucks in my pocket 

And I'm pretty sure you don't want none of me 

Whoa. 



I didn't know if I could make it 

Know enough where I stand 

Find myself here in this punk-rock band 

I don't know how I would deal with disease 

I poured it all into philosophies 

I don't what I could 

Do with all the bullshit 

But it's piling up and 

I'm running out of room 

Whoa. 



I see so much clearer now 

Maybe since the blue skies went away 

I can see for miles and miles 

Maybe just in vain. 



Tell me if you like it 

Would you even buy it 

Cuz! Cuz! 

Soon enough you'll realize 

You've been hypnotized 

By the recording companies 

From the starting to end and 

I didn't know what I could 

Do with all the bullshit 

But it's piling up and 

I'm running out of room 

Whoa. 



I see so much clearer now 

Maybe since the blue skies went away 

I can see for miles and miles 

Maybe just in vain. 



I just wanna say 

That all of the things that you know 

Are lies put in place 

To hide what I don't wanna show, oh 

I'm not a king 

But if I just tell you one more 

I could have everything 

I have everything 

But I want something more