Post Show Blues

Scribble your face red
Now it's fun to be young and have a reason to
Freak out

Don't show your face now
We're into surrounding
We're into getting away
Now it's fun to be young
And have a reason to stand out
It's fun to be young
It's fun to be young

Throw caution to the wind now
And watch as I play with the sun
Burning my throat
Surfing to the sound of
California
I'm feeling great
Pursuing fame
Even if I'm not happy
In where I stand

There's too many high school lovers here
Drinking hard and feeling stupid
Just for entertainment
I'm pursuing fame of any kind
If I'm something else...
Am I?

Loser, hope you've found what you were looking for in me
It's the end of times, and I'm still hoping
There's someone out there for me
Who looks exactly like you
In the City of Angels
A perfect life
Floats in my head to the sound of the ages
Look how I play fair
When I pretend
I've never been there

They're killing my urge to ostracize
Oh, no, there comes a brand-new lie
Liar, Liar, Liar, Liar, Liar, Liar, Liar
Liar, Liar, Liar, Liar, Liar
Don't make me go back to where I belong
Don't make me come back to what they call home
I need to be here
I need to breathe the breeze
I need to be a Californian

Throw caution to the wind, baby
We're only here for the win, baby
They've been running around the room
While we're ready for a change
They've been talking about permission
While I'm ready to be brave
I used to crooned about a soulmate
But, now I'm here
And I feel like L.A.
Really is my way
Guess they're giving out the microphone
To anyone these days

Wish I could do something
To change
Today
Wish I wouldn't feel like a coward
Towards
The things I hate

Scribble your face red
Now it's fun to be young and have a reason to
Freak out