he stepped upon the stage with those empty adolescent eyesntattoos to make his rouse in a heart sling screaming whinenwell, the crowd ate up his words but i just don't see the point of trying to sing about the same things we said back in '99nnbackstage i saw his face buried deep in lips and linesnglass-eyed in the mirror just to kick off the nightntime for curtain callnput the lights out through the linesnthe irony pulls down on me every single timennoh i don't know if you really want to rock 'n rollnoh i don't know if you really want to rock at allngrand divider you're just a shadow on my wall and you're killing rock 'n roll tonightnndon't say that you never remember shooting off your gunnwhile rap cats and class acts have a world of funnbehind the broken doors and in the bathroom stallsni'm just the only person here to say it all out loudnnoh i don't know if you really want to rock 'n rollnoh i don't know if you really want to rock at allngrand divider you're just a shadow on my wall and you're killing rock 'n roll tonight...