Pictures He Drew

Bowling For Soup

He got up this morning 
Rolled out of bed 
And went out to change the world 
Her head on his shoulder 
He settles her down 
It all started over and over again 

His mom made him breakfast 
Gets on the bus Goes out to see the world 
He lies on the ground, wipes blood from his nose 
Wonders why he's the one that doesn't fit In 

The pictures he drew 
But if only they told him 
You're never gonna be like anyone 
And that's okay 
Give into your feelings 
Don't give in to the ones that will own ya 
Sometimes they just don't go away 

Six double martinis, a night on the town 
It sure makes the mornings long 
He never imagined a life time like this would be 
The only thing to let him get in Break down: 

He gets up 
He falls down 
Wishes he could get the nerve to end it all now 
He picks up the phone 
And he slams it down 

And swallows another 
Now he'll never come around 
It's all or none 
It's one for one 

You can make it 
But ya' gotta do it all for yourself