...I was locked all day in the summer heat,
In a small brown house in suburban streets,
The skateboard and my shit guitar,
I dreamed all day that they would get me far,
My dad would ask me about my grades,
The asshole sports that I never played,
And then I'd ask about the girls he'd date,
Behind our backs when mom would stay up late.
And as I held my mom would start to cry,
I swore ourselves a better life.
If I had a chance for another try,
I wouldn't change a thing,
This made me all on who I am inside,
And if I could thank God,
That I am here, and that I am alive
And everyday I wake,
I tell myself a little harmless lie,
The whole wide world is mine
I shall always be with you
I love you, i love you.....
