I've got these scars that I'm hiding from
Times that I should of died and
A drink to remember them all
But it's the ones I've inflicted
That keep me addicted
And keep you admitted... this fall

So don't expect this to let up
Now get set up for the setup
Just put up or shut up or don't call

Sister, I've seen things this summer that
Some wsay should stay safely stashed away
And brother, you better bring a baseball bat or better
Because broken bones and black eyes
Are a safe bet.

So just once, let's do something different
Yeah, if its not too much
Just once, let's do something different
Yeah, if it's not too... if it's not too much

Conflicted turn signals were dead
A bold, bright beacon blinking red
The answer that's been written since day one

The ride ruined in the recoil
Tipped and entrenched in the topsoil
And an impulse still searching for the gun
Faster feet flat to the floor mat
The tank topped up with the top back
Brake lights blotted out by the sun

Sister, I've seen things this summer that
Some say should stay safely stashed away
And brother, you better bring a baseball bat or better
Because broken bones and black eyes
Are a safe bet.

I suffered through my potential,
and didn't come back with anything substantial
I'm sorry, but I need saving... this horror,
the perfect ending...
(JUST ONCE)
So just once, let's do something different,
yea if it's not too much
Just once, let's do something different,
yea if it's not too...if it's not too much