How Do You Know?

I’ve gone the past few years

Lying flat on my back

And kicking out at all my friends

And I don’t wanna get old

I don’t wanna throw stones

At all the people I know but

How do you know what’s best?

Do you live in my chest?

How the **** do you know what’s best?

Do you live in my chest?

And I’d rather get stoned

Than come to terms with myself

And when the days roll past

There’s a hole in my head that I fill

Alone in my room

It’s like a pack of dogs

Ripping through my ribs like it’s hard

To stay awake without my heart

And I don’t wanna be low

I don’t wanna be cold

But it’s a conversation I started

Now the only thing I know

How do you know what’s best?

Do you live in my chest?

How the **** do you know what’s best?

Do you live in my chest?

And I’d rather get stoned

Than come to terms with myself

And when the days roll past

There’s a hole in my head that I fill

Alone in my room