Try to open up This should be a love song A song for the road A song to lighten the load Give em' some sugar to get it down Some sweet nothingness, a kiss Don't twist the arms Don't pull the legs Steal something and say it Loud and proud... we're listening There is a house built with recycled bricks This one here is for the future Do what you want This is AMERICA Buy out the originals and build museums They're gonna come for you Bearing gifts to comfort you Radio say's: I'll be here for you You make friends with liars So why not killers? Being sentimental, doesn't mean there's no future So do what you want Maybe we'll join you And write a lovesong