And I can tell by the way that you're angry
You ain't gonna save me baby you should let go
And if I come back home
Know that you could make it on your own
It happens time and time again
If I could find myself I would find a friend

At 13 I tried to hippy hop a cable
Split my chin up on the cement
And swore I'd never ride a skateboard again
Yea I was crazier then
It's kinda crazy lookin back on all the phases you're in
Mohawks, skinny jeans, tall tees, mini vans , skateboards , fixed gears, punk rock, indie bands
I seen it all it made me everything I am
When rancid plays I still say that's the jam
Damn, it's been a minute since I checked in
The records still spinning where I left it
Degrees still sitting at on my what will I do next list
And I still ain't eating breakfast much
We made it on the guest list but had to drop a couple friends
It ain't that they stopped calling I just stopped calling them
Love is good life is short t for what ever its worth
If you say you're down to work then my times always yours

And I can tell by the way that you're angry
You ain't gonna save me baby you should let go
And if I come back home
Know that you could make it on your own
It happens time and time again
If I could find myself I would find a friend

At 18 I learned a lot about the friend zone
She ain't even touch the ball and had me dreaming of the end zone
since my first tour I don't think I've been home
Yea man whatever high school was the shit though
Me and Chris Williams rolling in his Camry
Dreaming bout the day I leave town and win a Grammy
Movies every Friday I fell in love with Danie
I'd still blow it in my pants if she offered me a handy
What a trip what a trip does
What a difference a day makes
What do you call it when you make enemies from yesterday's playmates
So if you know me spread the love
If you don't then wisen up
Raise your glass call your girl and if your drunk take the bus
Damn it almost bright out turn the lights out
Take the long way home and find the right route
Put those head phones on let it ride out
Loosen up your trucks if you're with me light a white owl

And I can tell by the way that you're angry
You ain't gonna save me baby you should let go
And if I come back home
Know that you could make it on your own
It happens time and time again
If I could find myself I would find a friend

What a trip what a trip does
What id do to catch a quick buzz
Five hours from here theres a place where we can get lunch and chill
and act like its real
Or pretend that it's pretend
Either way I'm going still so call me if you're in
I'm just trying to find a way to roll this stone
Some folks get home sick I'm getting sick of home
So I'm leaving in the AM
Ain't no way that I'll be staying
So when the whistle blows I'll be hoppin on the train
Mom says I'm a dreamer
Ref says I'm a schemer
I don't think I'm either but I'm somewhere in between there
I'm Clark Kent without the powers dreaming here for hours of the day I get to fuck Lois Lane up in the shower
It looks better in my rear view
I'm headed for the coast I'll call you when I get a clear view