Paroles: Less Than Jake. Pez Collection. Mixology of Tom Collins.

A friend of mine he pointed out to me
That who I've become
Is not the same person that I used to be
A friend of mine he pointed out to me
That I'm not the same as I used to be

And you know he made me think twice about who I am
And now I think of how I lived my life
Sitting on the corner under the street light
What would I change? What would I want to stay the same?

And I've decided that I won't decide
So I'll sit on the curb watching the cars roll by
Who the hell needs self doubt
When it's always the same shit that goes around town