There's a boy with all his eggs in a basket, woven tight If there's an "us" it's sure to end tonight It's just the way you say such words with conviction Yet escape my animosity or focused hate I guess that's my demise I'm losing all credibility and my humility in this garage I'm losing all credibility and my humility in these garages ♪ All I wanted was to be known, to have a status to call my own All I wanted was to leave a mark Did I become your laughing stock? I'm losing all credibility and my humility in this garages I'm losing all credibility and my humility in these garages I'm losing all credibility and my humility in these garages I'm losing all credibility and my humility in these garages