Got in a street fight with the I.R.S   And I'm alright, took one to the chest   But I'm fine, it's all coming up roses      Call me the white guy with a real bad case   Of that pink eye, but it's just a reflection of roses   It's all coming up roses      Goddamn it if it all works out   And God forbid that it should all work out   Out, out, out      I'm tired of this, what you see is   What I have never tried to be   Just let me breathe, just take me anywhere but here   Take me anywhere but here      My fifteen minutes of fame undone   And I don't care, I was just having more fun than you   And I didn't ask for it anyways      Now I'm on TV, guess that's not cool   Now I'm a sellout but I'm not the only one   With name brand shoes on, you fucking moron      Goddamn it if it all works out,   And God forbid that it should all work out   Out, out, out      I'm tired of this, what you see is   What I have never tried to be   Just let me breathe, just take me anywhere but here   It's all coming up roses      Give me all you got, just take your shot   You come off swinging like a girl   Buy me an ocean, to take me anywhere but here   Take me anywhere but here, I will not go back      So buy me the ocean   And paint it with pretty stars   And sell me to something   Take me anywhere but here      Take me anywhere but here   Take me anywhere but here   Take me anywhere but here   Take me anywhere but here      I'm tired of this, what you see is   What I have never tried to be   Just let me breathe, just take me anywhere but here   It's all coming up roses      Give me all you got, just take your shot   You come off swinging like a girl   Buy me an ocean, to take me anywhere   But here, take me anywhere but here      Now take me anywhere but here   Now take me anywhere but here   Now take me anywhere but here   I will not go back