Couldn't fall asleep all night

I tried with all my might

I thought I knew what you want.

It isn't all that nice

But I guess it will suffice

It's hard to know what you want.

Could you be?

A little less sour, we're rottin' by the hour

And my heart's rotten too.

In every film I watch, I'm on the side of the bad guy

So turn around and show me that I'm better.

Some people got an apple

Some people got a tangerine

Look around and all I see is people happy with what they're given.

Life is pretty sweet, I'm told

I guess I'm just shit outta luck, growing a lemon tree

I'm gonna burn it down

And grow me something better

Hey-ah, hey-ah...

Blood on my hands, I'm on the fence, I double down

A swing and a miss, a kick in the ribs, in trouble now

Came from the dirt, back in the ground, when I die

But I'ma survive, I got my ways

Oh, oh...

Could you be?

A little less sour, we're rottin' by the hour

And my heart's rotten too.

In every film I watch, I'm on the side of the bad guy

So turn around and show me that I'm better.

Some people got an apple

Some people got a tangerine (some people got a tangerine, na, na, na)

Look around and all I see is people happy with what they're given.

Life is pretty sweet, I'm told (I'm told)

I guess I'm just shit outta luck, growin' a lemon tree (growin' a lemon tree)

I'm gonna burn it down

And grow me something better

Hey-ah, hey-ah...

(And grow me something better)

(And grow me something better)

(And grow me something better)