The skate park is only fifteen minute songs away
And there is nothing I would rather do on this terrible f**ing day
Than break, break, break my bones
And feel the pain of self improvement
It's not your job to make everybody happy
You don't have to answer to anyone or anybody
Just stick stick stick to your guns
And don't quit until you feel like changing them
And it's a sin and a shame to keep yourself from knowing
The things that make you beautiful and complete
And we lie to ourselves, we can feel our insides rotting
When the world should be bowing at our feet, at our feet
Stick, stick, stick to your guns
And don't quit until you feel like changing them
Stick, stick, stick to your guns
And don't quit until you feel like changing them
Stick, stick, stick to your guns
And don't quit until you feel like changing them