My wisdom teeth still stab my cheek and I'm always sucking aspirin
The life I stole is full of holes and my pants don't fit me right
My dreams are old and faded and my head feels thick and useless
We're on the road to nowhere but we won't arrive tonight so let's go home
The weather man's excited 'Cause Mother Nature is getting restless
The telephone keeps screaming As I sit and count my scars
The window is always open Beause the glass is always broken
And the things we lost never looked so good As the day we knew they were gone
Build it up Then watch it crumble
Save the talk You're going down
Take the fall There's nothing to it
Sell the world And coin the sound
'Cause I will be around When you awake
The scarecrows are marching The fields are in flames
There's nothing to eat But I can't complain
The axes have fallen My strings have been cut
My puppeteer's lonely But he's plum out of luck
The roads are misshapen The signs are all boards
I remember this room 'Cause I've been here before
The floorboards are rotten The sink's full of rust
And using my pinky I draw you in the dust
The Winter has lost His touch And now His snow is made of plastic
The kids are all in line But they will never get a turn
The city is made of cardboard And it's foggy with pollution
Let's sit down on the moon So we can watch this planet burn
Cover us and we'll start sinking Nothing ever lasts for long
I'm not dead, I just quit living I'm not sure if it's right or wrong
But I will be around When you awake