They say you have a problem, you sleep all day
You can't feel the heat of the sun
What'd you want me to say?
Take your guitar and do shit that's been done
You'd think you were dying or dead
Never mind what we said
Don't go home
They'll lock you up in a hole
To get old
You know what they want you to be?
She wants you down on your knees
I know your mamma loves having me around
But I'm sick of the sight of the sound
Couldn't stand another round
Boy we have a problem, no help on the way
The chapter is already done
There's nothing more for me to say
Don't go home
They'll lock you up in a hole
Don't go
You know what they want you to be?
She wants you down on your knees