I'll fill my notepad up with letters,
Then I'll burn all my books.
Make a collage from the pictures I never took.
Every day is a new post card, etched into my skull
I'll sell them roadside someday,
When I'm old and you're dull.
I've had a bit too much to drink,
Step aside friend, I need some room to think.
What do you mean I waste my time?
Baby, these are the best days of our lives.
Bestride the world and I do fine,
I listen to my heart always.
Someday all will be said and done,
This lifestyle will never be overcome,
I'll never be forced to live a lie,
I'll never gouge out my eyes.
Giving up has never appealed to me,
Time for a change of scenery,
Time for another drink and a lullaby,
Oh won't you sing with me?