I'd better stick my hand up and tell you how I feel
'cuz the feelings I have are so damned real
For someone so phony glad handing dandy
Hey there kid do ya wanna piece o'candy?
And I'm forged in the fire of what other people think
And I don't know nothin' except what I was told,
Too damned scared to break the fuckin' mold.
Oh life is hard, love is cheap I whine about my problems 7 days a week
It's a full-time job making sure you're perfect and I'd probably die
If it wasn't so worth it, oh my God.
I've got aches + pains and no place to go
With it maintaining my face and I'm so damned stoic
It's hard to be humble when you've got all the answers,
Would you like a side of fries or a pie with your whopper?
I'm a flame-boiled burger in a styrofoam package
Littering the side of the road by the wreckage
Of a head-on collision of conflicting desires
You're splattered like a critter under my tires.
Oh life is hard, love is cheap I whine about my problems 7 days a week
It's a full-time job making sure you're perfect
And I'd probably die if it wasn't so worth it.
Aches and pains
You know I gotta lotta aches and pains
You know I gotta lotta aches and pains
You know I gotta lotta
Aches and pains
You know I gotta lotta aches and pains
You know I gotta lotta aches and pains
You know I gotta lotta aches and pains