Some nights I stay up
Cashing in my bad luck
Some nights I call it a draw
Some nights I wish that my lips could build a castle
Some nights I wish they'd just fall off
But I still wake up,
I still see your ghost
But, Lord, I'm still not sure
what I stand for Oh
oh whoa Oh whoa
And most nights
I don't know
anymore
Oh, whoa
oh, whoa oh
Oh, oh whoa,
oh, whoa, oh
This is it, boys
this is war - what are we waiting for?
Why don't we break the rules already?
I was never one to believe the hype
Save that for the black and white
I try twice as hard and I'm half as liked
But here they come again to jack my style
That's alright
(that's alright)
I found a martyr in my bed tonight
She stops my bones from wondering
just who I am
who I am
who I am
Oh, who am I?
Mmm yeah
Some nights I wish that this all would end
'Cause I could use some friends for a change
And some nights I'm scared you'll forget me again
Some nights I always win
I always win
But I still wake up
I still see your ghost
But Lord, I'm still not sure
What I stand for
Oh oh whoa
Oh whoa
And most nights
I don't know
Well, some nights I stay up
Cashing in my bad luck
Some nights I call it a draw
Some nights I wish that my lips could build a castle
Some nights I wish they'd just fall off
But I still wake up
I still see your ghost
But, Lord, I'm still not sure what I stand for
Oh oh whoa
Oh whoa
And most nights
I don't know
Anymore

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