Sometimes I think I'm better off without it. Sometimes I feel the world revolves around you and I just can't find a place inside. I left my friends behind, forgot them for you. Now I'm alone. I'm stuck I need a little help. (Yeah.)
So cut the lights, cut the brakes, cut the bullsh**. You know you're lying. Don't deny it. You're so full of it. And every time we talk, I'm sick of you. I need a place to calm down
So meet me in the backyard and we'll talk this out. I'll get you through this and we'll laugh about all the problems, and sing songs we used to sing. (Whoa.)
So shake off all this stagnant complacency and leave it all in the past. And take all of these arrogant statements as a sign of a second chance
So meet me in the backyard and we'll talk this out. I'll get you through this and we'll laugh about all the problems, and sing songs we used to sing. (Whoa.) (So meet me in the basement.) Where the parties would start at two. (And all the late night car rides.) Eleven hours to the next venue. Do you dare believe in me? Because I believe in you. I believe in you
So meet me in the backyard and we'll talk this out. I'll get you through this and we'll laugh about all the problems, and sing songs we used to sing. (Whoa.)
(I'm not waiting for you.) So meet me in the backyard and we'll talk this out. I'll get you through this and we'll laugh about all the problems, (I'm not waiting for you) and sing songs we used to sing. (Whoa.)