Let's take some time to reflect and restart   we tip over three-wheeled shopping carts   A crippled man with his mangled hands   looks at the blonde with her hideous, orange, fake tan   Decide, decide, decide   Who thinks that I, that I am out of line   for being sober finding four leaf clovers,   lawn mowers, and truck towers   So lucky all of the time   Decide, decide, decide   I've got a mind and its weighing me down   28 pounds, and lucky for me, so lucky for me   I'll never see that bitch again      So, I'll make a fist and rip the threads we've sewn   Since it's come to this, it feels like nobody's home   So my cover's blown, rip open the threads we've sewn [x2]      Nobody's home   Nobody's home   Well, I've lied with a fantastic picture I, well I've lied   We're going in new directions   Well, I've lied with a fantastic picture I, well I've lied   From sleeping away the century   Well, let's start from the beginning right now   I'd do that if you weren't so impatient   Well I'll stop you and give me the time of day   It's so sad, I've got no more lines to read