People on sidewalks Engaging in small talk And all I can think of "Mustard on your chin" And I can see that you're hiding Your serious side and I don
You paid all your dues And you're not on second fiddle Don't say luck is something like a riddle You paid for your place in this world Attagirl Better
Tell me 'bout your youth Ah, just tell the truth Was it nice and smooth Or was it a lie And when you were a child Were you young and wild Or just undefiled
Boredom always lurks within strange places But still I find a way to feed my mind The worlds collide beyond those spaces I'm never sure of what goes on
Hear me now Now don?t just stand there I can't see your doubts We?re playing an 'Operation Tease' And no, you can?t change the rules There?s a penalty
Pass the cracks on every weird occasion You keep your fingers crossed at any time If I were you I could come up with more solutions why You put your foot
Don?t give up on me Dreamaniacs don?t aim to please, hereby They walk differently In-between realities, in-between realities And though my feet are on
This is just a ghost town posing as a city It?s like a dead-end street, we?ve gotta move right now Then you come running in, looking so pretty I?m so
Throw it on the floor Never mind the mess 'Cause I've been down before And it doesn't hurt Play your saddest songs Play them all night long 'Cause I'
I picked you out of a crowd and talked to you Said I liked your shoes, you said "Thanks can I follow you?" Now it's up the stairs and out of view, no
I'd rather have nothing pale, white and sweet Modest but something crawled up asleep And ever so slightly down town, give us a call Right down truth or
me out, pull me in We?re not gonna stop until we both give in Reminiscing every day How do I always seem to get my way You better tell me You better
Rich, dumb, white kid thinks that he's everything Loud mouth, bold headed geek's got a song to sing Turn him inside out on the kitchen floor Soon find
You say your life's a total waste You told me on the fire escape Just before you bummed a cigarette Well, you?ve always been a high live-wire Never straight
Bow down for the band on the cover They seem to make it all across the USA Bow down, the band's been discovered They even made it on the R.S-tones these
Let me have this cutest thing I ever did see in my life Everybody looks for something new Like the rosy-cheek debutante Who falls in love with every billboard
We know the cracks of life We?ve been here before Every other day a point of view You look with weary eyes Oh no, a new surprise Don?t act as if you
Smack in the middle of ridiculous places Smack in the middle where I shouldn't have been Smack in the middle and I know what the case is Baby, if you
