To all the would be stars who are stuck in karaoke bars
To all the would be lovers that always seem to dream alone
To all the second guessers and assistant managers

To all the second born. To those who broke their mothers heart's
With their tattoos and their drinking problems

We're beautiful like a rock in a cops face
And when it's hard to find
Don't let the bastards drag you down

Get in line for a life that you hate
But where's the heart in that?
Why do we choose out of fear and practicality?
If we all gotta die alone then tonight let's get drunk and talk real close
Count down the minutes till we get home

You're beautiful like a rock in a cops face
And when it's hard to find
Don't let the bastards drag you down

You're beautiful sight for sore eyes
You're like a rock in a cops face
And when it's hard to find
Don't let the bastards drag you down
You're beautiful like a rock in a cops face
And when it's hard to find
Don't let the bastards drag you down