The trees are all like scarecrows

The leaves are on the ground

Children in their own world are the only sound

The thought of any problem

The bully on Grand Ave.

The pocket knife in his hand



Demeanor was the same as it always was and will be

Attitude's the same down here

You point it at them People do bleed

Percentages are high this year

I wanna know when to laugh at your gun

Careful not to push to far

You're bringing all your power to me

Pathetically addressed like this



The situation worsened

It's harder than before

The bully's got new reasons Reasons I deplore

things I walked away from

Now leave me where I stood

And all I see is blue sky

I guess it's just the



Same as it always was and will be

Attitude's the same down here

You point it at them People do bleed Percentages are high this year

I wanna know when to laugh at your gun

Careful not to push to far

You're bringing all your power to me

Looking down the barrel

Remembering the stories

Making light of history

Will I ever laugh at this



I guess it's just the same as it always was and will be

Attitude's the same down here

You point it at them People do bleed Percentages are high this year

I wanna know when to laugh at your gun

Careful not to push to far

You're bringing all your power to me

This is all you got This is all you'll ever have