Pull this blanket off of me
Maybe it'll help me see
The things I believe to be true...

I'm paying for what should be free
But I don't buy what they're telling me
And I wanna believe in you...

Ahhhh... Ahhhh...

It gets hard sticking to your guns
When everybody's having fun
Makes me wanna run,
I don't know what to do

Not everything is what it seems
Maybe these boys don't have dreams
I can't blame 'em,
Some dreams are worse than the truth.

Ahhhh.... Ahhhh...

Alright, goodnight.