We've been dealing with that entire life Since we were young enough Rolling over this neighborhood Oh, blimey, what a mess But don't you think it's kinda small? Dad used to say, "Son, act like a man" Look, everybody hates us Honestly, that makes me feel alive Painting, breaking All the days and the bad's and the nights and arrested by Sunshine, but y'all know 'bout the truth That it doesn't really matter We were born naked, and Ooh We'll have our last time, just like that How's that supposed to satisfy? ♪ Same old windy roads with all kinds of dirt How come shoes don't have time to rest? Collapsing sky I don't know why, but asking always worth a try Hey, nothing's that big enough Mom used to say, "Son, think about the huge" Even though everybody hates us Ain't it feels like we're alive? Painting, breaking All the days and the bads And the nights and arrested by Sunshine, but y'all know 'bout the truth That it doesn't really matter We were born with all sins, and ooh Don't you dare try to cover that How's that supposed to satisfy? We'll have our last time just like that How's that supposed to satisfy?