side-stepped land mines and working class attitudes

This is a love song…deal with it, deal with it, deal with it

(I will beat my fist against my chest

if only to prevent my heart from beating for you,

this new season brings with it sings of hope,

you can't leave me waist high, wading all alone...)

Things (I know there is some place I can go)

I don’t understand are always the most interesting

Like zero and (where no one knows my name) eraserhead

(I still remember the sound of your voice,

do you think I would call just to hear you breathe?)

Just to hear you breathe?

But some times its just about feeling good like John Kusac and pop punk