Iâm holding on by a thread, Iâm held together by tape
Iâd love something more permanent, but I donât wanna raise the stakes
I donât wanna fight, I donât wanna fight
I donât wanna fight, I donât wanna fight
And what is all this work for but instant satisfaction
Are these seams worth the ache, and all the wasted effort
But we are the chosen few,
Weâre born to be pompous, born to be heard
And we love it, donât we; the famous taste of fame
Begging every jaded journalist to write your name
And weâll just back down
And the sons, and the doctors, and lawyersâll get there first
With every love song,
With every lost friend
We scream with mouths shut that
Weâll do better, weâll do better now
Donât know what good is
Donât know what great means
But tilâ we find it,
Weâll do better, weâll do better now
Iâm holding on by a thread, Iâm held together by tape
Iâd love something more permanent, but I donât wanna raise the stakes
I donât wanna fight, I donât wanna fight
I donât wanna fight, I donât wanna fight
When everything was hopeful (I donât wanna fight)
And everything was promised (I donât wanna fight)
When you believed that people told you (I donât wanna fight)
You were born to do this (I donât wanna fight)
Before you planned it out (I donât wanna fight)
Before you signed the papers (I donât wanna fight)
Before we realized that (I donât wanna fight)
Ignorance is so much safer (I donât wanna fight)
Iâm so tired of screaming (I donât wanna fight)
Iâm so tired of wishing (I donât wanna fight)
That a Cadillac in a cul-de-sac (I donât wanna fight)
Would be a life worth living (I donât wanna fight)
Another girl is waiting (I donât wanna fight)
Hiding in empty space and (I donât wanna fight)
She is chasing her dreams while
I am chasing all these lines in my face
I donât wanna die, I donât wanna die
I donât wanna die, I donât wanna die
With every love song,
With every lost friend
We scream with mouths shut that
Weâll do better, weâll do better now
Donât know what good is
Donât know what great means
But tilâ we find it,
Weâll do better, weâll do better now
Another love song (another lost friend)
Another lost friend (We scream with mouth shut that weâll do better, weâll do better now)
Another love song(Donât know what good is, donât know what great means)
We scream with mouth shut that weâll do better, weâll do better now