I walk through the door, I'm in a Sriracha bottle costume and I'm with my buddies
And they're all off just looking for some girls whose costume names start with slutty
And I don't even know why I'm here, I just know that I wish I wasn't
But I don't want to be some pretentious jerk in the corner saying this is a weird custom
But I must admit it's strange
I put a mask on every day
Why does it feel so wrong to be doing it tonight?
And I miss the days when it used to be about
"How much candy are you giving out?
And mommy can I please be Spider-Man cause that's my favorite superhero?"
So I walk upstairs, I need some space, hear a noise coming from the closet
It's the skeletons of my past, seven minutes of heaven with the ghosts that I'm trying to forget
So I step outside, I need some air, Batman and Superman are exchanging fists
While Lex Luthor and the Joker share a cigarette
But I must admit it's strange
I play the hero every day
Why do I seem to get along with the villains tonight?
And I miss the days when it used to be about
"How much candy are you giving out?
And mommy can I please be Spider-Man cause that's my favorite superhero?"
And I miss the days when all I had to say
Was "trick or treat and send me on my way,
And mommy can I be a lion? I just want to be the king of something.
Mommy can I be a lion? I just want to be the king."
So if you find me in your car
Hiding from strangers and my best friends
Know I don't hate you all, I'm just
Just hard on myself sometimes I guess
So if you catch me walking home
Cause I'm not in the mood to party
No, I don't hate you all, I just
Just think that I'm tired
So if you find me in your car
Hiding from strangers and my best friends
Know I don't hate you all, I'm just
Just hard on myself sometimes I guess
So if you catch me walking home
Cause I'm not in the mood to party
No, I don't hate you all, I just
Just think that I'm tired