Lyrics

[Chorus] You might be headstrong But baby you're dead wrong And I'm only saying this to you 'cause I can see through you And I don't like what's going on When I undress for the evening, depression sets in I've been digging this hole they can bury me in 'Cause each step that I take I move farther away From the things that I loved when I loved all the things in The world is going to hell in a hand basket They're pounding these last few nails into my casket I'm getting involved with grasping at straws And crying out loud but no one hears the call Maybe they do, maybe I'm blind losing my mind Because it seems I forgot how to have a good time With my bad attitude and the way I behave It's no wonder that no one has come to save me [Chorus] You might be headstrong But baby you're dead wrong And I'm only saying this to you 'cause I can see through you And I don't like what's going on (What's going on, What's going on) I can't complain, complacently coasting the middle ground [?] Abound with ghosts and ghouls and boasting fools Tryna post these rules like I don't know what time When i bust a line [?] that's so fine I get a speeding fine for reading minds And reading time to stay on my side High five, still alive despite all tries, still fight to cry I'm gonna bite this line in the ass and pass it on down the line so the town is fine And I'm the big hero with the sense of purpose On this earth's surface, waiting to serve this from birth till the grave For something that's worth a good save So I should just cave, join the rest, confess Get it off my chest, feel blessed, less stressed, too depressed to deprive my survival instincts Ensconced in response and delay, DK relay races And I pace with faces chasing bad tastes from sad places Plotted out for wasted lives, nice wives Nice houses, mean men spouses, spouting cleric clockwork But I'm just another jerk that doesn't speak the language I just languish in anguish with the pain that's incurable I strain to stay durable Trying to stay afloat fashion myself a boat out of washed up bottles No message, no hope, just guesses Can't cope, just vessels of veins [?] complain, restrain I can't go on, it must be wrong, my trust is gone (My trust is gone) And i'm just as strong as a mountain or a molehill With no skill to scrape my cape up beneath the building, God willing I'm still in hot water that I set to boil And I'm the one bad apple that spoiled the bunch I grapple with what foiled my hunch Hungry for humanity, how can it be Misery loves company, so won't you please jump with me? [Chorus] You might be headstrong But baby you're dead wrong And I'm only saying this to you 'cause I can see through you And I don't like what's going on (What's going on, What's going on, What's going on) What's going on Some people call it a fear of flying But it's not my sex drive that I am denying I wonder how it is that I can cry so many tears And have so few of them be about my real fears To me emotions are a four letter word Like a four year old girl who is seen and not heard I keep them locked up in a waterproof box With an industrial strength padlock sitting on top And what I need now is the right combination To live in the moment with no hesitation I left you long ago but now I want you back So I'm jumping my own train and getting on track [Chorus] You might be headstrong But baby you're dead wrong And I'm only saying this to you 'cause I can see through you And I don't like what's going on