Picking battles, going nowhere I'm 19 now, oh well Two jobs, back to back [?] Got kicked out, so I'm leaving And I don't know when If somethings out there for me Things will work out, eventually But I care all too much Yet somehow I don't care enough God give me a sign I'm painting these walls red God give me a sign I'm painting these walls red
Ohhh I think we're gonna be fine I think we're gonna be fine I think we're gonna be fine I think we're gonna be fine I think we're gonna be fine I think we're gonna be fine I think we're gonna be fine I think we're gonna be fine I think we're gonna be fine I think we're gonna be fine I think we're gonna be fine I think we're gonna be fine