| I was locked all day in the summer heat
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| In a small brown house in Suburban Street
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| With a skateboard and my shit guitar
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| I’d dream all day that they would get me far
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| My dad would ask me about my grades
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| The asshole sports that I never played
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| And then I’d ask about the girls he’d date
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| Behind our backs when mom would stay up late
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| It was near when I turned sixteen
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| Got kicked out of school and so it seemed
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| That things were closing in and ready to blow
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| My dad moved out about that year or so
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| It took an hour to start a punk rock band
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| To offset my fucked up family land
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| And as I held my mom would start to cry
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| I swore ourselves a better life
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| If I had a chance for another try
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| I wouldn’t change a thing
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| It’s made me all of who I am inside
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| And if I could thank god
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| That I am here and that I am alive
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| And everyday I wake
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| I tell myself a little harmless lie
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| The whole wide world is mine
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| The summers gone the years have passed
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| My friends have changed, a few did last
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| The smallest dreams got pushed aside
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| The largest ones that changed my life
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| And all I wish for has come to pass
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| From Rock N Roll to love and cash
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| It’s all success if it’s what you need
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| Do what you like and do it honestly
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| If I had a chance for another try
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| I wouldn’t change a thing
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| It’s made me all of who I am inside
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| And if I could thank god
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| That I am here and that I am alive
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| And everyday I wake
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| I tell myself a little harmless lie
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| The whole wide world is mine
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| Hey yo oh oh oh
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| Hey yo oh oh
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| Hey yo oh oh oh
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| Hey yo oh oh
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| Hey yo oh oh oh
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| Hey yo oh oh
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| Hey yo oh oh oh
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| Hey yo oh oh
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| If I had a chance for another try
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| I wouldn’t change a thing
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| It’s made me all of who I am inside
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| And if I could thank god
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| That I am here and that I am alive
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| And everyday I wake
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| I tell myself a little harmless lie
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| The whole wide world is mine
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| If I had a chance for another try
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| I wouldn’t change a thing
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| It’s made me all of who I am inside
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| And if I could thank god
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| That I am here and that I am alive
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| And everyday I wake
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| I tell myself a little harmless lie
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| The whole wide world is mine |