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