Bad backs and hardwood floors I'm so sick of waking up sore Not knowing where I am And this was a lot of fun When the music meant something to someone That didn't have a girlfriend Well, somehow I'm getting out The same way That the earth moves around the sun I won't stray too far, or be gone too long Windows and doorways I don't know which way To leave this room Because I'm afraid of heights And I'm afraid of you tonight Those striped socks and punk rock pajamas In some ways I've changed In most ways I'm the same For better or worse, I can't say Only time will tell Like an addict, I'm cursed in a good way I've done it so long I'm not sure how not to In the same way that the earth moves Around the sun The weight of gravity Pulls on everyone Deadbeats and dead friends My god, when will it end?