When we come around I'll be punch drunk I'll be throwing fists around Like it's my job I'll be bleeding from the nose You're not surpassed my means
When you come around I'll be up top I'll be smoking cigarettes And checking on the planes That fly above earth
You're not as hopeless as you seem You're not as hopeless as you believe You're not as hopeless as you let on You're not as hopeless as you're letting on
