I've been thinking too much again About life and all the stupid shit that I'm in All the regrets I've made, and those I should never regret As my mind continues to circle the drain I wonder if I could've spent my time better Like helping victims of war, or fighting cancer Instead of fighting ignorance Or burning all the McDonald's to the ground So sorry mom So sorry mom, i'm not coming home, until I make the world a better place or die trying Cause the weight of my backpack and heart on my sleeve Isn't heavy enough to stop me No they're not gonna like what I have to say But someone's gotta say what's one everybody's mind No, they're not gonna like what I have to say So fuck em So sorry dad So sorry dad, i'm not coming home, until I make the world a better place or die trying Cause the weight of my backpack and heart on my sleeve Isn't heavy enough to stop me