Mitchell Lane

Habit isn't bliss,
Sunshine is amiss,
Happy when you're cold,
Wanna be alone

He's a lot of steam,
She's a lot of breath,
It takes a lot to see,
It takes a lot to beg

And it's just like Mitchell Lane,
Everything's the same

Wanna kill your friends,
Reminding you of when,
Happy when you're stoned,
Wanna be old

And it's just like Mitchell Lane,
Everything's the same.
So go on, go on and complain

Remember when we were fifteen
and Robbie made that stupid face all day,
I guess he made his point,
Cause I'm still here when I could be anywhere

Habit isn't bliss,
Sunshine is amiss,

And it's just like Mitchell Lane,
Everything's the same
So go on, go on and complain

And it's just like Mitchell Lane,
Everything's the same
So go on, go on and complain