guess i’ll send love to my mom ’cause she don’t like my music except when i sing
send all my bad luck to you-know-who keeps me awake every night ’til i wince

too late to take anything back
things that we try to put back
figments we want to forget
at least you’re with me, you can choose your disaster

it’s hopeless: we’re over it
it’s hopeless: get over it

don’t like my music, you just like when i scream
maybe in my next life i could be for you what you were me
can’t wait much longer for my next Big Dream
’cause Pennsylvania’s getting smaller every hour we…

am i something special to you?
not ’til you hear your friends when they talk about me
am i something special to you?
not ’til you see me show up on your tv screen

guess i’ll send love to my mom ’cause she don’t like my music except when i sing
send all my bad luck to you-know-who keeps me awake every night ’til i wince

too late to take anything back
things that we want to put back
figments we try to forget
at least you’re with me, you can choose your disaster