You just glare at me
At my shitty job
With your homemade "fuck the smiths" shirt on
And it's tie-dye too
Yeah it's just like you
Except you spend your time
Soaking in puke
That you're friends threw up
From the shows "they love"
And the friends they have
That you're not good enough
To be friends with too
Cause the sad sick truth
Is the politics in your quote friends unquote group
Decide what lives and dies
And what is deemed important
And all it makes you do at night
Is scream and cry
"Why can't I be seen as important?"
But nobody else can hear you
Losing grips you never had whoa
You've changed out and you've changed in, you can do it once again.
You've changed out and you've changed in, come on now do it for them.
Your old
Skin is starting to shed
And I know that you
Would like my band
If the right one told you that you just had to
Like my band to stay friends with them
And that's not arrogance
I've just been there man
Cause I've had your face
And your lack of place
And it leaves you wanting any trace
You can delve into
To further remove
Not only yourself
But your quote friends unquote too
You try to pass the time
With all things unimportant
Anything to keep your mind
Off how you might
Never be seen as important
But nobody else can hear you
Losing grips you never had whoa
You've changed out and you've changed in, you can do it once again.
You've changed out and you've changed in, come on now do it for them.
Your old
Skin is starting to shed
Soon it will be
Dead
Dead
Dead
Dead
You'll be dead
You'll be dead
You'll be dead
Dead
Dead
Cause nobody else can hear you
Losing grips you never had whoa
You've changed out and you've changed in, you can do it once again.
You've changed out and you've changed in, come on here we go again
Nobody else can hear you
Losing grips you never had whoa
You've changed out and you've changed in, you can do it once again.
You've changed out and you've changed in, come on now do it for them.
Your old
Skin is starting to shed
Soon it will be dead
And you'll learn to live