You Should Probably Stick To What You Know Best by The Casual Terrorist Lyrics
So you like to watch your football games
You nod your head to show you know what it means
You like to think your shit don't stink
But you never even made it onto the fucking team
You never even made it onto that fucking team
And you've got the job to show who you are
And you've got the house
And you've got the car
And you've got all the things that make you feel like you belong
And you close your eyes and you sing along (yeah, yeah)
Sing along to these stupid fucking bands
You wrote the lyrics on the back of your hands
You bought the look
You bought thе dream
You like to think you know what it means
What this shit mеans
What this shit means
And we like to indulge in our own pain
And we fuck up the big decisions
I dry my clothes out in the rain
And I ain't got a pot to piss in
I feel like something's missing
And I don't know what it is
I guess that I am still that scared little kid
So grandma took me in
Sing me an old song
And please leave the landing light on
Leave the landing light on
Hairs on the pillow
From where you used to lie
I can still see that look within your eyes
I'm breaking, I'm breaking at the seams
I don't know what it means
What this shit means
What this shit means
You nod your head to show you know what it means
You like to think your shit don't stink
But you never even made it onto the fucking team
You never even made it onto that fucking team
And you've got the job to show who you are
And you've got the house
And you've got the car
And you've got all the things that make you feel like you belong
And you close your eyes and you sing along (yeah, yeah)
Sing along to these stupid fucking bands
You wrote the lyrics on the back of your hands
You bought the look
You bought thе dream
You like to think you know what it means
What this shit mеans
What this shit means
And we like to indulge in our own pain
And we fuck up the big decisions
I dry my clothes out in the rain
And I ain't got a pot to piss in
I feel like something's missing
And I don't know what it is
I guess that I am still that scared little kid
So grandma took me in
Sing me an old song
And please leave the landing light on
Leave the landing light on
Hairs on the pillow
From where you used to lie
I can still see that look within your eyes
I'm breaking, I'm breaking at the seams
I don't know what it means
What this shit means
What this shit means