Agonizing over every word I want to say Controlled by fears and consequences of feelings I betray flinch because I wonder when elbowed in the head again
If I could just be nice to you would you believe it was true I just can't imagine what you'd say and if you respect the way I act then I've got to figure
She's got eyes in the back of her head and while you'll never find a page of the books she hasn't read she says she's got her eyes on me knows what I'
Feel I should apologize is it pretentious in your eyes to think you want to hear our band hope you care or even understand And you can throw it out
Sometimes I recall nothing at all but the patter pelt sounds of rain coming down on the windows outside of my parents' house when I was a boy in a rainy
Retracing footsteps down the stairs the words that chase me splitting hairs down the hallway dimly lit Stumble on your wit I know I can't afford to be
if I had a dog his name would be Steve and at the end of the day he'd be waiting for me and he would listen and I would teach and at the end of two years
My work ethic's been destroyed and I'm glad I'm unemployed I'm always broke so what's been gained thank God for the government stuck to the cough like
We come from towns where the sun beats down And the air is filled with dust In the winter windows crack from cold And the Spring rains bring the rust
I hate big deal people, man they totally bog It always seems like people gotta totally freak on the most unimportant insignificant things what's the point
My friends and I we're a bunch of geeks so none of us has got a date at the end of the week and if there's no cool hip punk rock show Denny, Robin, and
playing in this bad pop band was the best thing that I ever did playing in a punk rock band was a lot more fun than anybody ever said the best thing
While the snow comes down at Rachel's house watching big time wrestling videos I said, "are these guys really doing this?" she asked me was I serious
Do you read me this is headquarters and soon you'll be free we got commandos on the way so just sit tight, OJ Sitting around Sunday morning thinking
He grew up just down the street Thought he was the biggest geek And he played with his computer games Guess you could've been the Mrs. If you could stand
Coming in out of the heat, a spider crawled across my feet it took my by surprise I jumped so high it does not understand my fear I can't explain what
Washington my home wherever I may roam you are my land my native land Washington my home your verdant forests green caressed by silvery streams with
three tea in the garden on a sunny summer day with the blackbirds and robins and the green green garter snake we set out a table with cups and petits