everyone wants to go to heaven,
but no one, no one wants to die,

money talks, but life is short,
and you can't spend it when you're gone.

everybody wants to be forgiven,
but no one, no one wants to get caught.

you spend your whole life reading proverbs,
but you'll never get it right.

and when i lose my mind,
at least i'll have a reason,
all the selfish friends,
all the lying lovers,
you can tell me i was wrong,
you can say i should have listened to you -
but i know where i stand,
know who i am,
know that i'm a man...

well i want paris and i want rome,
let's never come home, i want stories,
i want pictures to show.

and my mothers getting worried,
my father's banging on my door,
they're tryna' find an answer,
to why their son is so unsure.

and i'll keep strumming this guitar,
until all my strings are broken,
and then i'll play it like a drum,
until i cause a big commotion.


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