Punching Bag

This week's been a bad one
Like it always is
I sat down, ate my lunch
I'm just your punching bag
We drink so we forget
About the way we feel
Our fathers have damned us
I guess we're one and the same

Why don't we go talk about
Driving on a freeway
I hate that we can't talk about
The way that everything has changed

Why don't we go talk about
Driving on a freeway
It's sad that we don't care about
The way that we don't feel the same

You act like you're better
You're so full of it