Mom says if I haven't written the song
By the time that I turn 23
Ain't happening in this life

One in a million chance
That any of these songs will make us any money
Like I give a $#&@ about that


A thousand needles pick my brain
My fifteen minutes of fame

Are washing down the drain
Wish my problem had a name
Something I could blame

There's something to say about falling down
And getting up not giving up
There's something to say about falling down

And getting up not giving up at all

I remember you and me in fifth grade

Rocking out to Bon Jovi
In front of my mom and dad,
My sisters too, wooden guitar

I'm dead or alive without you

What does it matter if

I write another stupid song
What does it matter if
I pour my heart out all night long

This %#@!'s my therapy,
This %#@!'s my therapy for me
Without it, well,

I'm pretty sure that I'd shrivel up and die