The sun is kind of annoying   As I try to sleep in the back of my van   It is supposed to be autumn   Did someone mess with The Plan?       Feels like my skin doesn't fit me   But it's one mother of a tan   Barbecued might be the right description   As I walk around in this frying pan      Give me a damn good reason not to worry   Give me a damn good reason   'Cos I refuse to sit here on my ass and drown   When we burn our bridges down      Now it's been a while since I last wrote   The ground has been just as green as before   The yesterday my street turned kinda arctic   Now I can't get out of my front door      Give me a damn good reason not to worry   Give me a damn good reason   'Cos I refuse to sit here on my ass and drown   When we burn our bridges down