Picking up the pieces of last night's concernsnWaiting for my breakfast that I feel I've earnednAnd I know that I can be difficultnExcuses, bored and sick of them.nSo cop out and say that your hands are full, but let's notnnWell let's not be typical, and do this our own waynWe can fight for what we know, and leave it at that babenLet's just be big and bold, and do this our own waynWe can fight for what we know, and leave it at that babennI've got a big heart in my jacket, I am toldnBut I am like a time bomb and it's getting oldnWell this is not what I wanted this time.nSo run fast, but you'll never reach that linenAnd I will pretend that I am fine, but let's notnnWell let's not be typical, and do this our own waynWe can fight for what we know, and leave it at that babenLet's just be big and bold, and do this are own waynWe can fight for what we know, and leave it at that babennThink fast, last timesnWith our sweet rhymesnWe won't go outnNo not, like thisnI will be fine, on my timenAnd I will be fine, on my timennWell let's not be typical, and do this our own waynWe can fight for what we know, and leave it at that babenWell let's not be typical, and do this our own waynWe can fight for what we know, and leave it at that babe