Aches and Pains

I'd better stick my hand up and tell you how I feel
'cuz the feelings I have are so damned real
For someone so phony glad handing dandy
Hey there kid do ya wanna piece o'candy?
I'm a Christmas cookie on a baking sheet
And I'm forged in the fire of what other people think
And I don't know nothin' except what I was told,
Too damned scared to break the fuckin' mold.
Oh life is hard, love is cheap I whine about my problems 7 days a week
It's a full-time job making sure you're perfect and I'd probably die
If it wasn't so worth it, oh my God.
I've got aches + pains and no place to go
With it maintaining my face and I'm so damned stoic
It's hard to be humble when you've got all the answers,
Would you like a side of fries or a pie with your whopper?
I'm a flame-boiled burger in a styrofoam package
Littering the side of the road by the wreckage
Of a head-on collision of conflicting desires
You're splattered like a critter under my tires.
Oh life is hard, love is cheap I whine about my problems 7 days a week
It's a full-time job making sure you're perfect
And I'd probably die if it wasn't so worth it.
Aches and pains
You know I gotta lotta aches and pains
You know I gotta lotta aches and pains
You know I gotta lotta
Aches and pains
You know I gotta lotta aches and pains
You know I gotta lotta aches and pains
You know I gotta lotta aches and pains