Well I’ve got news for you today
I’m not so young like yesterday
I guess I blinked I guess I flinched
I settled for a someday wish, a someday wish

One day bleeds into the next
The radio it makes me sick, it makes me sick

I hang my head

Now I’m not so sure where I’ve been
Cause rock n’roll is close to sin
I guess I blinked I guess I flinched
And settled for your someday wish, someday wish

One day bleeds into the next
The radio still makes me sick, it makes me sick

I hang my head

I hang my head
I hate my head
I hang my head