Lost (Live)

Stay poor and die trying
Take the drugs I didn't take
Lay the whores I didn't lay
'Cause I was too afraid that I might like it
Carry scissors with your teeth
Bury your burdens underneath your lover's skin

Pack a bag and pick a fight
Lead with your left and leave while your lies still breathe
Wherever you arrive, pick another fight
And leave that fucking bag behind

You may be wondering
Where all this wandering leads
You're lost, but at least
You've nowhere to be and no one to leavе you

Truth or dare, are you on fire?
And if so, how would you know?
And if not, do you burn to bе?
'Cause I do when I see you, but you can't see me

You may be wandering driveway to driveway drunk
A ghost without a house to haunt
The last of my feral friends, I know you're lonely
But don't waste your breath telling me
That you want what I have
'Cause I don't believe you

Okay, yeah, it's okay
Thank you, for real

The, uh
The only songs I know now are Weezer songs
I'll do this one more song
And then if you guys wanna hang out
I'll play covers, you guys
We'll do like karaoke style
Other people can sing and I'll just play songs