Streetfight

Got in a street fight
With the I.R.S. and I'm alright
Took one to the chest but I'm fine
I'ts all coming up roses
Call me the white guy
With a real bad case of that pink eye
But it's just the reflections of roses
It's all coming up roses

And god damn it if it all works out
And God forbid that it should all work out, out, out, out

I'm tired of this
What you see is
What I have never tried to be
Just let me breathe
Just take me anywhere but here
Take me anywhere but here

My 15 minutes of fame are done
And I don't care
I was just having more fun than you
And I didn't ask for it anways
Now I'm on TV, guess that's not cool
Now I'm a sell out
But I'm not the only one with name brand shoes on
You fxxxing moron

And god damn it if it all works out
And God forbid that it should all work out, out, out, out

I'm tired of this
What you see is
What I have never tried to be
Just let me breathe
Just take me anywhere but here
It's all coming up roses
Gimme all you got
Just take your shot
You come off swinging like a girl
Buy me an ocean
To take me anywhere but here
Take me anywhere but here
I will not go back

So buy me the ocean
And paint it with pretty stars
And sell me to something
Take me anywhere but here
Take me anywhere but here
Take me anywhere but here
Take me anywhere but here
Take me anywhere but here

I'm tired of this
What you see is
What I have never tried to be
Just let me breathe
Just take me anywhere but here
It's all coming up roses
Gimme all you got
Just take your shot
You come off swinging like a girl
Buy me an ocean
To take me anywhere but here
Take me anywhere but here
Now take me
Anywhere but here
Now take me
Anywhere but here
Now take me
Anywhere but here
I will not go back