i won't fight it

i'm alone

the son of tears

thought i was free but i wasted

all these years

the rancor

won't fit ya

so now i wait for the phone call

to come get ya

i pull up

you crawl out

of a window in the basement of

your parent's house

a new song

it's unsung

now there's some dust and a rectangle

where my picture hung

i won't fight it

i won't fight it

i won't

i won't fight it

i won't

woo ooh

a sharp tongue

it's obvious

now there's a room in a hospital

where your body is

the b-bridge

i walk to it

if there's a crowd waiting for me there

i'll break through it

but

i won't fight it

i won't fight it

i won't

i won't fight it

i won't

woo ooh