Well one of these days, you know I'm gonna get my ass kicked
And I'm not gonna try and promise you that I'm not gonna deserve it
But your boyfriend is still the worst house guest I think
That I've ever met
And I hope one day, you'll wake up and you'll realize
That you can't put up with it
Wherever I am not, that's always her next stop
Just another day alone in the rain
In an empty parking lot

Well one of these days, maybe I'll just sit and give this all up
And I'll say that you yuppies can have this fucking world
If you love it so much
But the things that we can't help but care about
Make us who we are
And I just can't believe that that could mean
Their condos and their sports cars
Well, when it gets hard to breathe
Sometimes I flip to apathy
But I don't got any excuses not to learn
What words like home and freedom mean