At the night school knight school You doodle and you draw anything, anything Except what you're taught You got a bad tooth, bad tooth So you clench your jaw And you concentrate, concentrate On the aching cause it's keeping you awake Forecasters of disasters show proofs that show they're right But you can block out anything Counting every blink of each florescent light In every cla** on ever single last night That's right And then the tooth breaks, tooth breaks You can bite down on your toungue And keep a tight smile, tight smile Stitched across on your practiced face Like it's all stupidly, stupidly right And when you take down your notes each night And then go back and erase what they say Because they say forecasters of disasters want proof that they were right They love to see you learn But they'll have to wait for a long, long time You can outlast anything You can count every blink of each florescent light in every cla** On every single last night At the knight school At the knight school At the night school knight school You doodle and you draw anything, anything Except what you're taught You got a bad tooth, bad tooth So you clench your jaw And you concentrate, concentrate On the aching cause it's keeping you awake