I got a notepad and I got a ballpoint pen
They got a promise to lead me down a road that never ends
And it'll pass a sports car
It'll pass a new TV
It'll pass a house on the hill with a pool in the yard for the friends I'll never see

They ain't got nothing for me
They've got nothing but tired reasons to pretend we're alive

I got a six-string and I got a broken van
I got a show to play tonight and I don't have a backup plan
Yeah, you got ripped off cause you got a million days
And they just bleed into each other until the day you wonder why your youth has gone away

They ain't got nothing for me
They've got nothing but tired reasons to pretend we're alive
They've got nothing for me
They've got nothing but tired reasons to pretend we're alive

Oh my god
How they try to grind you down
Oh my god
How they try to grind you down to nothing

They ain't got nothing for me
They've got nothing but tired reasons to pretend we're alive
They've got nothing for me
They've got nothing but tired reasons to pretend we're alive
They've got nothing for me
They've got nothing but tired reasons to pretend we're alive
They've got nothing for me
They've got nothing but tired reasons to pretend we're alive

Oh my god
How they try to grind you down
Oh my god
How they try to grind you down to nothing
Oh my god
How they try to grind you down
Oh my god
How they try to grind you down to nothing