I could go off the deep end

I could kill all my best friends

I could follow those stylish trends

God knows I could make amends

But I′ve got an angry heart

Filled with cancer and poppy tarts

If this is how you folks make art, well it's fucking depressing

And it′s sad to know

That we are not alone

And it's sad to know there's no honest way out

I′m afraid to leave the house

I′m as timid as a mouse

I'm afraid if I go out I′ll outwear my welcome

I'm not a courageous man

I don′t have any big lasting plans

I'm too cowardly to take a stand

I wanna keep my nose clean

And it′s sad to know

We're not alone in this

And it's sad to know there′s no easy way out

In this life we lead, we could conquer everything

If we could just fit the braves to get out of bed in the morning