Maybe I'll leave for California
Grow out my hair and change my name
Cut the corners of this glossy
So it fits inside a picture frame
Cause the bills are piling high on the counter
And the cat's scratching at the door
I'm tired of staring out the window
Waiting for something more

When is when?
I've skinned both my knees
And all my dreams on this cement
When is when?
I've skinned both my knees, yeah

All I can hear are clocks ticking
Telling me of moments that slipped away
Sometimes I wish it were someone else singing
But in the end, would it change anything?
Cause every month I live the same story
Sorting through debt that I can't pay
And still I keep waiting for the goddamn phone to ring
As if it took just that to be saved

When is when?
I've skinned both my knees
And all my dreams on this cement
When is when?
I've skinned both my knees, yeah

I don't want to be here in ten years
Living off handouts and hand-me-down dreams
If I left for California tomorrow
Could you say that I left you with anything
Now, honestly?

When is when?
I've skinned both my knees
And all my dreams on this cement
When is when?
I've skinned both my knees

I've grown accustomed to the way
Things look here in this light
I remember how to feel this
It's just like riding a bike, yeah
It's just like riding a bike


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