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If I could find a way to change today
the way I sing and how I play
I couldn't change a godd*mn thing
If I can't change a broken string
frustration gets the best of me
vehemence will not let me be
relaxed and gentle when I'm playing
while the metal is decaying
I go to so many shows my ears are always ringing
and if I go deaf then I won't have to hear my lousy singing
and if things are going my way
it doesn't mean a thing
'cause tomorrow I could have another broken string
Well I don't know how to solve my problem
so many times I've felt so dumb
seems like it's a total flop
when all the action has to stop
Ean sighs the punks just stare
Josh runs his fingers through his hair
get so tense my hands are shaking
I can't afford all the strings I'm breaking