I don't belong just singing these anthems This fever is cunning Deadly, it's running Straight for the exit, detoured through my veins Telling me to get the fuck out I don't recall just how it all started I tripped on a bass line, now my guitar screams Loud about living Loud about love Loud about loathing myself When all is said and done When all we've said, we've done When all is said and done When all we've said, we've done I howled at the moon Been sick by the sunrise I've taken abuse from those who have no right Conducting the violins playing my song The things that I choose require opinion Demand satisfaction, commercial reaction I'll keep on moving, losing every thread Tied to the place I call home When all we've said, we've done When all we've said, we've done When all is said and done When all we've said, we've done Done, we've done We are the brand new beatniks We are the down-and-outers We are the bleeding hearts Bleeding syncopated, broken rhythm Our speed is often breakneck We just need to slow it down some Tired of being, being sleepless Tired of being broken, broken