Tour Song

Lyrics

[Intro] "It's Sunday. We're broken down in the top of Massachusetts looking for a hotel room. The show's off, uh, it's pretty heavy." [Verse 1] Seven hundred miles to play to fifteen angry men I need some sleep They hate the songs We hate 'em too This show is free Twenty minutes in, I broke another fucking string Just call it luck They start to leave I start to plead Someone, someone yells, "You suck!" [Pre-Chorus] Suddenly that Joe kicks hard in my veins I cool down Things sound good right now Suddenly fists turn into brave ears, move as one [Chorus] Funny how no one knows we came They wouldn't come anyway Should I feel grateful to play? I'm living life my way I fell in love with my enemy I let go of everything I had left at home I fell in love with my enemy I let go [Verse 2] Two cool people came They're hiding by the door Eyes wide with fright A guy, a girl In love with the whole world It almost makes it right [Pre-Chorus] Suddenly that Joe kicks hard in my veins I cool down Things sound good right now Suddenly fists turn into brave ears, move as one [Chorus] Funny how no one knows we came They wouldn't come anyway Should I feel grateful to play? I'm living life my way I fell in love with my enemy I let go of everything I had left at home I fell in love with my enemy I let go of everything I had left at home [Unknown sample] [Outro] Every little thing, every little thing Every little, every little thing, every little thing Every little thing, every little thing must go wrong