Professional at killing time, its killing time.  So grab your coat its time to go  Your numbers up  The city said so  Or, we could stay and watch the rain  Ill let you talk me into going insane  I hear its nice  And the drugs are good the drugs are good    and Im finished with here  yeah im finished with here  Unless you convince me otherwise    Want to be my reason for going on this year?  Ill bet you dont  And its pretty obvious that your (Im the one thats) scared  And I bet you wont    Doing good to get out of bed  Its not that bad, thats what I tell myself  But its untrue.  Can anybody find me a little truth    And Im sick of being scared  Yeah Im sick of being scared  Oh baby, please dont leave    The rain sliding down his/her face  Mixing with tears about saying bye  To a boy/girl whos confused  Borderline destroyed by a world  That insists on having its way  With the two of us standing on the street  Thats seen better days  Mixing with colors her eyes werent made  To see me being weak  I used to be starved for life  Now Im all filled up  On self destruction videos    Sunday morning in Sunday best  Her Sunday skin in that Sunday dress  And Im through  Ive never seen girls that look like you do  And shes melting me  Like ice cream on the street  On the fourth of July