They say you have a problem, you sleep all day
You can't feel the heat of the sun
What'd you want me to say?
Take your guitar and do sh** that's been done
You'd think you were dying or dead
Never mind what we said
Don't go home
They'll lock you up in a hole
To get old
You know what they want you to be?
She wants you down on your knees
I know your mamma loves having me around
But I'm sick of the sight of the sound
Couldn't stand another round
Boy we have a problem, no help on the way
The chapter is already done
There's nothing more for me to say
Don't go home
They'll lock you up in a hole
Don't go
You know what they want you to be?
She wants you down on your knees