Leaving Me

i think i'll start a band today
i've got these old amps anyway
i've got agendas, but it shouldn't be a problem
'cause the world will move about my pace today
i fudge a tune, stumble my fingers on the strings
they are all stupid and will never know a thing
i'm not concerned with songs we learn so i won't bother
and if i cannot get this song we'll move along and that's the end

don't lean on me
i am a leech
i follow low so no one sees me and
i argue loud
i am so proud
wash the slate and wipe it clean

so what do you want?
what do you hope to be?
a little smarter?
maybe that's what this is for
you should've planned a little more
do you feel a little sick?
ya feel like *?
stupid kid
backbones are only for the ones who'll use them well

this is my time to be on stage
parasite

i pitched my band boys out again
started a new life anyway
i reminisce on stories of how i would be a top dog
but i'd be petrified of those heights in the end