Gonna take off all my skin   Tear apart all of my insides   When they rot from within   Mom, I don't think you'll be saved      They never had the time   They're gonna medicate your lives   You were always born a crime   We salute you in your grave      Can't find my way home   But it's through you and I know   What I'd do just to get back in her arms      Can't find my way home   But it's through you and I know   What I'd do just to get back in her arms      I have markers   I seven different shades, oh, shit   So what's your favorite color, punk?      So, you wanna hold my hand?   Could you sign this photograph   'Cause I'm your biggest fan   Would you leave me lying here?      We're not here to pay a compliment or sing about the government   Oxycodone genocide, adolescent suicide   I'll give you my sincerity, a fuck about a Kennedy   Here's what I've got to say      Can't find my way home   But it's through you and I know   What I'd do just to get back in her arms      Can't find my way home   But it's through you and I know   What I'd do just to get back in her arms      No way home, why, no way home, why   We've got to go, we've got to go, we've got to go   (No way home, why, no way home, why)   We've got to go, we've got to go, we've got to go      Can't find my way home   But it's through you and I know   What I'd do just to get back in her arms      Can't find my way home   But it's through you and I know   What I'd do just to get back, well, in her arms      Can't find the way, can't find the way   I can't find the way, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah   I can't find the way, I can't find the way   I can't find the way, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah      Come on angel, don't you cry   Come on angel, don't you cry   Come on angel, don't you cry   Come on angel, don't you cry