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?