Unless you could see inside my head,
you couldn`t possibly understand
I`m happier when things are falling apart at the seams
and you`d never know just by looking at me
and I`m strung out on the future
and burnt out on the past
sometimes I`d rather just burn this place right to the ground
And y`know it just may be me
but the parking lot with all those creeps
keeps me convincing myself I`m completely sane
with sleep over rated
and my ideals outdated
I know that I wouldn`t have it any other way
and I can`t explain what this place races through my mind Send " 107" Ringtone to your Cell