i must've started life with a checklist i took the rules and broke 'em in two i must've started life with a checklist and the first was not giving in like you you're burned out asking which half is me you don't have to dress up it's not a f**ing fashion show
you don't have to kiss up i'm never going to go that low my life's my book it is the story of what i write my life's mine and no one said you could change what i write my life too late, too soon my life too late for you