Get up son hit your head like a drum   Weeds are all growin in vain   Too much time i got too much time   Living in a waste of space   Take yourself don't break yourself   Its all gonna be ok   Get used to it don't lose your head   Its all gonna be the same      She knows   Get a message to her   She knows   Send a message to her      Kill it dead but don't let it die   There's a price sitting on your head   Face it down don't turn it around   Unless you wanna be where you been   Take yourself don't break yourself   Its all gonna be ok   Get used to it don't lose your head   Its all gonna be the same      She knows   Get a message to her   She knows   Send a message to her      Spell out her name in cigarettes and knives   Tryin to see her   Get her a message on a dirty window   Tryin to see her      I've been stipping the days off the sidewalk and pavement   The walls are all white and we're painting them whiter   For the zig zag mainline my radio's plastic   And i've tasted the fodder of a saccharine ending   Day job pay phone on in a trillion   And the typecast heathen with the future all rancid   Something to believe   Something to believe