«I’d live for you,» and that’s hard to doEven harder to say when you know it’s not true.
And since we know that dreams are dead,And life turns plans up on their head,I will plan to be a bum,So I just might become someone.
«I’d die for you,» that’s easy to sayWe have a list of people that we would takeA bullet for them, a bullet for youA bullet for everybody in this room.But I don’t seem to see many bullets coming through.
Go away, leave me alone.
I don’t know why, I just feel I’m better off.
I look outside, and see a whole world better off,Without me in it trying to transform it.