What The HEll Do I Know?

 
 

I don’t really talk to my friends anymore 
They never call and ask what for 
And I guess that’s a good enough reason to let them go 

And five years went by so quick 
And all these songs they feel like shit 
But what the hell do I know? 
What the hell do I know? 

And all of these billboards are closing in on me 
And I can never tell what they’re trying to sell 
And all these pictures of faces I won’t meet 
Can sometimes make me feel so overwhelmed 

Na Na Na Na 

My hometown scares me ‘cause I might see you there, unprepared 
And “how’s it going?” seems like such a horrible trope 

And five years went by so fast 
And nothing we do will ever last 
But what the hell do I know?
What the hell do I know? 

And all these parties seem so strange to me 
And I can never figure out what to say 
And all these martyrs that I see on TV 
I wonder if they felt the same way 

Na Na Na Na 

And I’ve been knocking on this door all summer long 
And it has finally started to rain 
So If I can come in from the cold to get warm 
Well, my love that would be fucking great 

Na Na Na Na