Tried to get a job
I don't know what I want
Tried to start a band
Help me if you can
Everywhere I go
It's all the same thing
Everyone I meet
Has got the same dreams
Not everything I do
Has got to do with you
You're so self-absorbed
I can't take any more
I've got to get out
Of this house, of this town
I've got to hit the streets
'Fore this disease comes 'round
Because when you come back
My mind gets trapped
I can't think for myself
My words? I can't tell
Anywhere would be better than here
Groveling at your feet
Fighting for peace when you're
Fighting for more
Intoxicated bore
It's all the same, I swear
You start again and I'm
Pulling out my hair
Nothing changes
I guess that's fair, but
What the f*ck
Are you fighting for?
Not everything I do
Has got to do with you
You're so self-absorbed
I can't take any more
I've got to get out
Of this house, of this town
Of this mental cell
This metaphorical hell
Can't take it
I won't
Can't take it
I won't
Can't take it
I won't
Everywhere I go
It's all the same
Different problems, different place
It's all the same game
Still, somehow I'll get out
Of this house of this town
Of this mental cell
A metaphorical hell
Away from these faces
I can't place to their names
With alienated issues
Worldviews, and new shoes
'Cause to you
The way you're perceived
Is more important
Than what you believe
Not everything I do
Has got to do with you
You're so self-absorbed
I can't take any more
I've got to get out
Of this house of this town
Of this mental cell
A metaphorical hell
Can't take it
I won't
Can't take it
I won't
Nothing changes
I guess that's fair, but
What the f*ck
Are you fighting for?