I'm going home

I was stupid enough to throw my life away

On music, like it were that simple

But if singing changed anything

They'd make it illegal

I hate strangers, loud noises and crowds

I'll play a show every night

And would you, and would you believe there are people

Who come to me for advice

I'm driving fast as the car can go

'Cause I'm going home

I was desperate enough for the feeling

Of pushing back to jump into the streets

The cops had us all surrounded

Hear them gnashing their teeth

Ready now, bail down the alley

When we hit the next light

And would you, and would you believe there are people

Who ask me how to fight

I'm running fast as these legs can go, and I'm going home

Five years ago, I was broken enough

To just shut the fuck up

I got sober by going to rehab

Not arguing so much for once

Punk rockers ask how I did it

Hoping for an easier way

And would you, and would you believe that they don't like

What I have to say

I pray as much as an atheist can

And then I walk home

I'm going fast as the car can go

'Cause I'm going home.