I like these words I'll keep them here, lonely in my head Maybe in a year I'll find some chords worthwhile Or a good friend Where are your good friends? I like this car when it's half an hour from home The gas station's all closed tonight The dark in the van is keeping me feeling safe It's my nice excuse to leave When you just try to keep me down Next show I'll play this extra loud And hope you pile on a mic if we're cool enough tonight It's tough to stay or go Because no matter what, you know, you're violating some code I guess I need to learn self-righteous is a title earned And still thrives in basements I should have left when you just turned and shut me out Entry fee is what it's all about Please dive and grab for the mic so I can be cool tonight We're watching our mouths We're tweaking our sound We're getting closer now We're closing our mouths We're upgrading our sound Are we getting closer now?