All the ways I think I'm a man I'm still just a boy and Every time I think I have a plan The road ahead gets destroyed I'm chewing off the skin from my fingernails Hoping some half-studied drug is gonna tip the scales Am I just hyper-motivated or a masochist I'd take a tub filled with bleach over a life with this Staring at a stucco ceiling I just can't stop Feeling like I'm falling back on every little thought-crime It worked out for me big time thinking on the old life Back when I was always very thirst Now gaining weight and thirty I'm getting pretty thirsty, thirsty, thirsty If I was just crazy We could work through things in good time, but I'm too lazy So it's back to the couch where I find my days get hazy Watching lives I'm thankful ain't mine Does it amaze thee, that I can be this banged up and still thrive? Every inch of ground I think I've gained Comes at a much steeper grade I've lost my place for the hundredth time today So I re-read the same page I'm wiping off blood from my fingernails Because I bit too much as the thought prevailed And the words that dissolved my mental dam: Is this all I want or all I am? I wish that I could just stop Wishing I was punk rock I hear every tick-tock Counting down to stressing over grey hairs Interviews at day-cares Wishing I was still where everything was dirty clothes and knapsacks spot me for a six-pack I could never go back, I will never go back If I was just crazy We could work through things in good time, but I'm too lazy So it's back to the couch where I find my days get hazy Watching lives I'm thankful ain't mine Does it amaze thee, that I can be this banged up and still thrive? Too much everything everywhere all the time [x8] If I was just crazy We could work through things in good time, but I'm too lazy So it's back to the couch where I find my days get hazy Watching lives I'm thankful ain't mine Does it amaze thee, that I can be this banged up and still thrive?