Lyrics:

My seratonin's rationed, I'm coughing
I kind of caught the blues
But you won't catch me complaining
To the super or the news
Because the carrot's going to dangle
Until the diamond is appraised
And all that talk made me feel rich, baby
But tell me, who is going to pay
For braces to make straight
All that Colgate keep my white tooth innocence
My smile is in sad shape
All the dead weight I got tired of carrying
It's got me looking for a friend
Or a crutch I can depend on

There's endless entertainment
Thinking the world is going to end
I've lived some nights convinced of it
But I keep waking up again
With my girl wrapped around my body
And a towel wrapped around my head
She said, 'You passed out in the bathtub, angel
I thought that you were dead'

Don't die on me, don't tread on me
My love, my love is not the enemy
You don't have to be no one's biography
Yeah, they try to write you down and hope you go crazy

So don't, so don't, don't fall for that Christ bait
It's about as passe as rockstar arrogance
Tomorrow's a new day but it's that same face
And you'll be wearing it
Now you don't have to be content
But you do have to get on with it