Lyrics

Somewhere outside I can hear the sound of my neighbor's Tourette's I wish he could calm down And I just got home from buying magazines full of bands that I can't stand And everybody I know is a critic these days And everyone else is going through a phase of living vicariously Through these lyrics from assholes who never even got it anyway I represent my city but not my scene I consider myself a part of nothing But these four chords and a reason to live Are about all that I could ever have to give And who ever said that I had something to say? And I've been spending all of my time this way, and I feel okay You just say anyway I found my way home because I was bored And I sat outside in my car as it poured And I listened to songs that when I was young Created this world I still think I'm from And everybody I know is an artist these days Everybody you know is an artist these days And everyone I know, they all seem afraid Well, I'm not an artist And who ever said that I had something to say? And I've been spending all of my time this way, and I feel okay You just say anyway And all these things I hate, I just write them down And all the people I hate, it's why I don't come around And I've been trying these days to fill that empty space I've realized it won't go away And all these people I love, I want to write them down And send a message that says, "I'm so glad you're around" I fell away for some time I thought I lost it I started to lose hope, but then I found it in the least likely places Where these losses kind of make us And this noise, it can replace us, but it keeps me coming back I was searching for an ending, but I found a new beginning And it might not be perfect, but it keeps me coming back