Always changing the way you look I’m not usually one to judge a book By whats on the outside But your face looks different every time you leave I wanna see what’s underneath You know that my body isn’t just a hollow shell Until I’m all grown up and [?] ‘Cause I don’t like this And you don’t seem to care
Why did I stay alive? I’m not really trying to die But I’m not saying its the worst thing that could happen to me now ‘Cause I’m stuck on the five in traffic On my way to Fresno To see my friends They’re all dead on their [?] Seem to always be f**in’ rubbernecking with no AC again