My name is Billie and I'm freaking out
I thought therefore I was
And I can't really figure it out
I sit alone with my thoughts and prayers
Scream out my memories
As if I was never there
Standing at the edge of the world
Is giving me the chills
Looking down the edge of the world
Lost in a tango
It's freaking me out
Burning lights and blackouts
From the edge of the world
From the edge of the world
I'm like a punk rocker on Labor Day
How the Hell did I work so hard
To be born this way?
I never learned to read or write so well
But I can play the guitar until it hurts like Hell
Standing at the edge of the world
Is giving me the chills
Looking down the edge of the world
Lost in a tango
It's freaking me out
Burning lights and blackouts
From the edge of the world
From the edge of the world
If this is what you call the good life,
I want a better way to die
If this is what you call the good life,
I want a better way to die
Oh I don't want to think about tomorrow
Don't want to think about it, Oh
It doesn't matter anyway
Oh I, I wanna start a revolution
I want to hear it on my radio
I'll put it off another day
I want a new conspiracy
And the silence of a thousand cries
So hurry up
I want a better way to die
I'm running late to somewhere now
That I don't want to be
Where the future and promises
Ain't what it used to be
I never wanted to compromise
Or bargain with my soul
How did a life on the wild side
Ever get so full?
Somewhere now
Somewhere now
Somewhere now
Somewhere now
Oh I don't want to think about tomorrow
Don't want to think about it, Oh
It doesn't matter anyway
Oh I, I wanna start a revolution
I want to hear it on my radio
I'll put it off another day
Oh I don't wanna think about tomorrow
Don't wanna think about it, Oh
It doesn't matter anyway
Oh I, I wanna start a revolution
I want to hear it on my radio
I'll put it off another day
(I ain't gonna stand in line no more!)
Writer(s): Billie Joe Armstrong, Frank Edwin Wright Iii, Mike Ryan Pritchard
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