My Best

Can't move a single muscle

From my eyelids to my toes

Feels like my head's about to blow

I guess it's not under control

♪

Can't say goodbye, can't say hello

Can't reach a single amigo

My eyes are wet, my hands are cold

And time is passing much too slow

Slow, slow

Slow

Too slow

Although I've been trying my best

♪

Feel like a grounded twelve year old

Can't go to bed, can't hit the road

Don't have a house, don't have much dough, no, no, no

Can't do the stuff that's illegal, no

No

No

Ah, although I've been trying my best

Yes, yes

I've been trying my best