There's been enough said
With fire and leather drum
Everything's not alright, but chin up little one
The anthem doesn't match your cheap dress
By the skin of your teeth
You've never done your best
The storm wasn't following it turns out
Bored with sentiment you bend in half
Sinking vacant chest treading in a mess
By the skin of your teeth
You're useless
Broke the bank, you dug the ditch
You plant the weeds
Make the list, you crash the car
You bottom feed
Squeeze your way into a hole
You burn the trees
Broke the bank, you dug the ditch
You bottom feed