Call me stupid call me crazy call me what you will

I don't write this music with intent to pay my bills

Another cardboard cutout brand we all sound the same

Guess I'm just a hypocrite for living out my dreams

May not make a difference not trying to make you see

May not make no sense to you but oh it does to me

When it's all been said and done know that

I had fun

Take it to the grave with me this music still lives on

What can I say that

I haven't said before

Not afraid to be mistaken not afraid to try

Not afraid to be uncertain not afraid to die

When the words stop coming out the music finally stopped

Pound my head against the wall my bubble has been popped

Lost the vibe the fluid feel the ink dried up my pen

Picked apart there's nothing left will it come back again

Now it's all been said and done know that

I had fun

Going to the grave with me this music still lives on

To tell the tale of a broken man

I just can't find the words

My story goes unheard

The tale of a broken man