Save a life for some sugar and cream
Waiting in line, putting my time,
That I think I am missing something
I can know shit, you can know shit
It's all at your fingertips
And I don't know how I feel about it
We let the torch out of our hands
Between a microwave and mini -van
And this is not a rebel song
The last of those are come an d gone
And this is not a rebel, yeah
Just a whisper to your special girl
Tell me to write a song for ya
Will a rebel do a song for ya?
So maybe you could be my last cause
so maybe you could be my last cause
I'm drowning myself in my despair
Though even that doesn't set me free
I read the book, I saw the film,
I guess, still I feel we should be fine
And baby I'm finding all the parades
Then I wake up feeling the same
Give me your war, give me your scars
And let's jump out of a plane
And this is not a rebel song
Lots of those that come an d go
And this is not a rebel year
Tell me the right of song for you
Well, I wrote this song for you
So maybe you could be my last cause
So maybe you could be my last
So maybe you could be my last dance
So maybe you could be my last cause
sitting on top of the world
sitting on top of the world