For a guy who's got it all
Well I ain't gotta lot to show
But a ball in one hand

And a chain in the other
These dreams man they're so heavy
And they rain down forever

But I'm too tired to think
About changes to the weather


Tell me tell me why I find it all
Scribbled written down on the bathroom stall
Sentimental highs and from on low

Scribbled written down on the bathroom stall

The smell of cigarettes and sin

Moving on my soul
I breathe in, I breathe in
I hear the writing on the wall


Tell me tell me why I find it all
Scribbled written down on the bathroom stall

Sentimental highs and from on low
Scribbled written down on the bathroom stall


Well I want to believe in everything
So I think my thoughts from the inside out
Well I'll take my chances on a big jet plane

And pretend my feet never leave the ground

Tell me tell me why I find it all

Scribbled written down on the bathroom stall
Sentimental highs and from on low
Scribbled written down on the bathroom stall