We don't believe what's on TV, Because it's what we want to see, And what we want, we know we can't believe, We have all learned to kill our dreams.
I need to know that when I fail you'll still be here, 'Cause if you stick around I'll sing you pretty sounds, And we'll make money selling your hair.
I don't care what's in your hair, I just want to know what's on your mind, I used to say, "I want to die before I'm old," But because of you I might think twice.
Alright, second verse
What if my dream does not happen, Would I just change what I've told my friends, I don't want to know who I would be, When I wake up from a dreamer's sleep.
I need to know that when I fail you'll still be here, 'Cause if you stick around I'll sing you pretty sounds, And we'll make money selling your hair.
But I don't care what's in your hair, I just want to know what's on your mind, I used to say, "I want to die before I'm old," But because of you I might think twice.
I don't care what's in your hair, I just want to know what's on your mind, I used to say, "I want to die before I'm old," But because of you I might think twice.