My Way Home Is Through You

Gonna take off all my skin

Tear apart all of my insides

When they rifle in

Mom and Dad think you'll be saved

They never had the time

They gonna medicate your lives

You were always born a crime

We salute you in your grave

Can't find my way home

But it's through you and I know

What I'd do just to get back in her arms

Can't find my way home

But it's through you and I know

What I'd do just to get back in her arms

My gun fires seven different shades of shit

So what's your favorite color, punk?

Do you wanna hold my hand

Could you sign this photograph?

'Cause I'm your biggest fan

Would you leave me lyin' here?

We're not here to pay a compliment or sing about the government

Oxycontin genocide, adolescent suicide

I'll give you my sincerity, don't give a fuck about a Kennedy

Here's what I got to say

Can't find my way home

But it's through you and I know

What I'd do just to get back in her arms

Can't find my way home

But it's through you and I know

What I'd do just to get back in her arms

No way home, way-yay-yay

No way home, way-yay-yay

(We've got to go, we've got to go, we've got to go!)

(We've got to go, we've got to go, we've got to go, we've got to go!)

Can't find my way home

But it's through you and I know

What I'd do just to get back in her arms

Can't find my way home

But it's through you and I know

What I'd do just to get back in her arms

Can't find the way, can't find the way

Can't find the way-yay-yay-yay-yay

Can't find the way, can't find the way

Can't find the way-yay-yay-yay-yay

Come on angel, don't you cry

Come on angel, don't you cry

Come on angel, don't you cry

Come on angel, don't you cry