Lyrics:

We don't believe what's on TV, Because it's what we want to see, And what we want, we know we can't believe, We have all learned to kill our dreams. I need to know that when I fail you'll still be here, 'Cause if you stick around I'll sing you pretty sounds, And we'll make money selling your hair. I don't care what's in your hair, I just want to know what's on your mind, I used to say, 'I want to die before I'm old,' But because of you I might think twice. Alright, second verse What if my dream does not happen, Would I just change what I've told my friends, I don't want to know who I would be, When I wake up from a dreamer's sleep. I need to know that when I fail you'll still be here, 'Cause if you stick around I'll sing you pretty sounds, And we'll make money selling your hair. But I don't care what's in your hair, I just want to know what's on your mind, I used to say, 'I want to die before I'm old,' But because of you I might think twice. I don't care what's in your hair, I just want to know what's on your mind, I used to say, 'I want to die before I'm old,' But because of you I might think twice.