When I was only a kid, I hid in the pyramids Archeologists came so I just changed my name I had years still to go, they were moving too slow I was here
The days go in, the months go out it's been a couple years still it's hard to think about back in high school when no one's cool I used to sit in class
(Feat. Jaret from Bowling For Soup) Don't scream, don't cry, there's too many tears like a lake around this place after all these years we've been through
Well it's me in the middle again I'm Superman and I'm flying take a look at the man of steel you might feel he's a loser, I don't wanna be cool G.I.
It?s a shame how years keep passing by We?re the same now we don?t see eye to eye Used to be that boy in a bubble, he could get into a whole lot of
Big city seen the last of me It?s not really what it used to be When the skyline spelled out all my dreams But dreams aren?t really what they seem Pack
I was hanging from my one last thread of hope I was swinging from a lonely little rope Made from my apathy grieve on Zevon, war and peace I was waiting
Lost my troop my parachute Through neighborhoods in hot pursuit I landed on little league fields Now no more war games this is real Hopping fences parking
You never seem to hear a single word I say unless it's miked dropping through some club's PA even then well my closest of friends write if off as some
Summer come please tell me what you've waited for It's been so cold, I can't take it anymore It's been years but I've been here before Waiting for you
Start if you stop cause my life is just not A script that you skip when you don't get the plot 'Cause I've said almost everything there's left to say
Up to no good, incarcerated Crescentwood pushing insane, thinking I was John Wayne life was looking grim, can you hear me, can you hear me, you pilgrims
All hands on deck, throw your guns in the air let's turn this ship around and leave this battleground we've been lost at sea for a long time now today
It's a small world after all turns out that we both shop at the mall I see you with your dude he's the one with the really bad tattoos drawn on like
I was young once not that I even remember it much I would hide inside the headphones And the music I'd touch But the song I used to sing is just the
She's an angel in the hallway, in the stands, and at the mall. I see her everywhere I go, she don't see me at all. I serenade her cell phone but I never
Woah, oh, oh woah, oh, oh, oh, oh I used to be an altar boy and every Sunday I'd go to church and I'd get beat up by a kid named Corey Shields and I
Turn off the lights; pull the sheets down tight, We?re being watched by satellite. Put my ring under loose floorboards, They can?t know my life before
