[Verse 1 - Tom DeLonge]
This one day
My  mind is strained
And  can I can I can I have fun
No matter what I do
Or how much I just sit here
I  can't go on just sucking my thumb

[Verse 2 - Tom DeLonge]
Sitting  with my toys
Stressing out my noise
After  thinking that I couldn't read
Sitting on the porch
And waiting for the porno
While sucking on my nicotine

[Chorus 1 - Tom DeLonge]
I  don't know why
I just want to die
And here's two bucks for you
This is the part where I should really part
But I guess I've got nothing to do

[Chorus 1 - Tom DeLonge]
I don't know why
I just want to die
And here's two bucks for you
This is the part where I should really part
But I guess I've got nothing to do
[Chorus 2 - Tom DeLonge + Mark Hoppus]
Black tar, brown mud, latex paint
All in my lungs today
I guess I should listen to what the docs say
My breath is how the streets get paved everyday

[Verse 3 - Tom DeLonge]
Oh how the wind blows
So soft as it's sliding through my nose
But that's not enough
It's never enough 'til I cough up a lung

[Chorus 2 - Tom DeLonge + Mark Hoppus]
Black tar, brown mud, latex paint
All in my lungs today
I guess I should listen to what the docs say
My breath is how the streets get paved everyday