I don't care, I just miss it
So I guess I really do
What's the point of wasting time
With feelings you can't pursue
I guess we all can get a little down
And it's our job to turn it around
Lock Me Up
What have all my troubles become
Wish Me Luck
I'm the real son of Rage and Love
I'm stuck finding my way back to your doors
You can swear that I'm all you want
And I'll promise to be more
I guess we all can get a little down
And it's our job to turn it around
Lock Me Up
What have all my troubles become
Wish Me Luck
I'm the real son of Rage and Love
I'm just a boy who has a lot to say
But every time I speak
The words always seem to come out the wrong way
Lock Me Up
What have all my troubles become
Wish Me Luck
I'm the real son of Rage and
Lock Me Up
What have all my troubles become
Wish Me Luck
I'm the real son of Rage and Love