I made a little bit of money
I fell and I stayed in love
I got some good friends I can sometimes count on
When times get tough
But I got vices in my closet
And foes waiting at my door
I got secrets
I could have done time for
I don't listen to the girl on the movie screen; she's lying
And the man with a band behind him's probably high
I don't trust my souls to somebody else's convictions
I may be wrong
But I'm doing alright
I've known some better men
Tried to take after them
But in the end
It still looks a lot like me
So I stopped stealing words
From other people's stories
Starting learning
All the songs in my head
I don't listen to the girl on the movie screen; she's lying
And the man with a band behind him's probably high
I don't trust my souls to somebody else's convictions
I may be wrong
But I'm doing alright
I don't listen to the girl on the movie screen; she's lying
And the man with a guitar in his hand is probably high
I don't trust my souls to somebody else's convictions
I may be wrong
But I'm doing alright