Hold onto your fucking balls, this is gonna kill you

(It's over, bitch)

Hold out for better days
(You never know, you never know)
Another runaway
(So far, so far away from home)
The fantasy becomes something you hold so close
But when the day breaks

Hold out for better days
You never know, you never know
Another runaway
So far, so far away from home
The fantasy becomes something you hold so close
But when the day breaks
You never know, you never know

(You don't serious plan on obeying that crazy bitch, do you?)
Check-check, check

It's how it goes
Writing out nightmares all alone
Voice too trashed to hit the notes
Waiting for
Waiting for home

In your home (in your home)
The gravity of rotting souls
It holds, it sounds
You know, it never really goes

And so
You never know, you never know
(I hate that stupid mouse)

For so long, I thought I could only hide
Dumb kid, keeping everything inside
(Okay, okay, right)
But in the end I'm a degenerate piece of shit
Motherfucker and proud of it
I cannot take another day pretending this is it
You know the score
(Come at me, bitch)

Hold out for better days
(You never know, you never know)
Another runaway
(So far, so far away from home)
The fantasy becomes something you hold so close
But when the day breaks

Hold out for better days
You never know, you never know
Another runaway
So far, so far away from home
The fantasy becomes something you hold so close
But when the day breaks
You never know, you never know

Let's go, motherfucker
And I know, motherfucker
Oh, no
Oh, no
Like soul
(You like that shit, Hartford?)
(Do you like that shit, Hartford?)