I'm going home

I was stupid enough to throw my life away
On music, like it were that simple
But if singing changed anything
They'd make it illegal
I hate strangers, loud noises and crowds
I'll play a show every night
And would you, and would you believe there are people
Who come to me for advice
I'm driving fast as the car can go
'Cause I'm going home

I was desperate enough for the feeling
Of pushing back to jump into the streets
The cops had us all surrounded
Hear them gnashing their teeth
Ready now, bail down the alley
When we hit the next light
And would you, and would you believe there are people
Who ask me how to fight
I'm running fast as these legs can go, and I'm going home

Five years ago, I was broken enough
To just shut the fuck up
I got sober by going to rehab
Not arguing so much for once
Punk rockers ask how I did it
Hoping for an easier way
And would you, and would you believe that they don't like
What I have to say
I pray as much as an atheist can
And then I walk home

I'm going fast as the car can go
'Cause I'm going home.