[Verse 1]
Shut-in city, pillars scared of the community, yeah
Grown-up sleaze, they log online to find their freaks
But nonetheless
They're mowing lawns, they're makin' beds
They're getting hitched, they're shaking hands
No contempt for the former life and rosy glow they all once had
But sold it back

[Chorus]
And I walk around this seedy old town
And I ain't got much to do
And I wonder and I wonder if I'm ever going under
And I ain't got much to lose

[Verse 2]
Public parks and public freakouts after dark
At the grocery store
Nice night for an empty threat slipped underneath your door
I'd kill to be your friend

[Chorus]
And I walk around this shitty old town
And I ain't got much to do
And I wonder and I wonder if I'm ever going under
And I ain't got much to prove
I know, I know, I know, know
I don't, I don't, I don't
[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus]
I walk around this sleepy old town
And I ain't got much to do
I wonder and I wonder if I'm ever going under
And I ain't got much to prove

[Bridge]
Shadows from wall to wall inside your head
Another summer put to bed
Lay on your back, insomniac, and pray
"God bless this way of life," you say

[Outro]
I know, I know, I know now