Where the newspapers fall asleep Blowin' past the people who are walking down the street Said that you were a spy Well, so am I I'll meet you dressed up as a ghost And wander around the town As the sidewalk dreams for you and me The city lights are swallowed by the puddles on the ground And I will meet you there Live on TV from your bathroom mirror while the little moments dream And I will meet you there And it's only in this quiet that you realize just how small we are And I will meet you there And it's only in these moments we realize just how special we are Where the flower dresses are worn out at the seams And the fancy hats that you just don't fuck with And the kids pack ships made out of cardboard With their fists up in the air I will meet you between those lovers' hands Scared 'cause they know this has to end Did you see that boy who carried his mother up the stairs In a crowd of strangers leaning against each other's ugly troubles She walks back to her car just like a movie star

I work down at the pizza pit And I drive an old Hyundai I still live with my mom and dad I'm five foot three and overweight I'm a sci-fi fanatic, a mild asthmatic Never been to second base But there's a whole 'nother me that you need to see Go check out MySpace 'Cause online, I'm out in Hollywood I'm six foot five and I look damn good I drive a Maserati, I'm a black belt in karate And I love a good glass of wine It turns girls on that I'm mysterious I tell 'em I don't want nothin' serious 'Cause even on a slow day I can have a three-way chat with two women at one time I'm so much cooler online So much cooler online I get home, I kiss my mom And she fixes me a snack And I head down to my basement bedroom And fire up my Mac In real life, the only time I've Ever even been to LA Was when I got the chance with the marching band To play tuba in the Rose Parade But, oh, online, I live in Malibu I pose for Calvin Klein, I've been in GQ I'm single and I'm rich And I got a set of six-pack abs that will blow your mind It turns girls on that I'm mysterious I tell 'em I don't want nothin' serious 'Cause even on a slow day I can have a three-way chat with two women at one time I'm so much cooler online Yeah, I'm cooler online When you got my kind of stats, it's hard to get a date Let alone a real girlfriend But I grow another foot and I lose a bunch of weight Every time I log in Oh, online, I'm out in Hollywood I'm six foot five and I look damn good Even on a slow day I can have a three-way chat with two women at one time I'm so much cooler online Yeah, I'm cooler online Hey, I'm so much cooler online Yeah, I'm cooler online (Yeah, he's cooler online) Hey, I'm cooler online (oh, oh) (Yeah, he's cooler online) Yeah, I'm sittin' alright Hey, I'm cooler online (Yeah, he's cooler online, hey)

Kevin wasn't really all that popular in school But I remember well the day I thought Now, that guy's pretty cool He pulled into the parking lot and everybody cheered 'Cause he'd gone and painted his entire Chevy Cavalier Camouflage, camouflage It disappears when it pulls out of his garage Camouflage, camouflage Well, I asked Jenny to the prom And her mom knew how to sew So she made a matching tux And gown from Duck Blind Mossy Oak We took pictures in the backyard Before we went to the dance And the only thing that you can see Is our faces and our hands Camouflage, camouflage You should've seen the way it popped with her corsage Camouflage, camouflage Ain't nothing doesn't go with camouflage You can blend in in the country You can stand out in the fashion world Be invisible to a whitetail Irresistible to a redneck girl Camouflage, camouflage Oh, you're my favorite color, camouflage You can blend in in the country You can stand out in the fashion world Be invisible to a whitetail Irresistible to a redneck girl Well, the stars and bars offend some folks And I guess I see why But nowadays there's still a way To show your Southern pride The only thing as patriotic As the old red, white and blue It's green and gray and black And brown and tan all rolled into Camouflage, camouflage Designed by Mother Nature and by God It's camouflage, camouflage You're my favorite color, camouflage, yeah

On my fifth birthday I got so upset About the brand new bike that I didn't get I'd prayed my heart out and it didn't seem fair. I told my grandpa, "I guess God doesn't care" And he just smiled and said, "My child," "Make no mistake Every prayer you pray gets answered Even though Sometimes, the answer is no." Five years later, out behind the shed With a stolen pack of grandpa's cigarettes I struck a match, and held that first one to my lips And prayed to God, "Please let me get away with this." And through the smoky air I saw grandpa standing there. Make no mistake Every prayer you pray gets answered Even though Sometimes, the answer is no When I think of all the answers in my life, I would have to say There's no doubt it was always for the best when I didn't get my way. Grandpa got older, like grandpas do His health was failing and I guess I knew It'd be best if he was called on home But selfishly I prayed that God would keep him hanging on And when he passed away, in my mind I heard him say. Make no mistake Every prayer you pray gets answered Even though Sometimes, the answer is no. Sometimes the answer Is no.

Mother, do not cry for me All of this, is exactly how, it's supposed to be I'm right here, can you hear my voice My life, my love, my Lord, my baby boy As they nail me to this tree Just know the Father waits for me God, how can, this be your will To have your son, and my son killed Whatever happens, whatever you see Whatever your eyes tell you has, become of me This is not, is not the end I am making, all things new again I remember, when you were born In that manger where I first held you, in my arms So many miracles, and lives you've changed And this world repays you how, with all this pain And as they nail me to this tree Just know the Father waits for me God, how can, this be your will To have your son, and my son killed Whatever happens (whatever happens) Whatever you see (I don't wanna see) Whatever your eyes tell you has, become of me This is not (tell me it's not) Is not the end I am making, all things new again Whatever happens (oh, oh) Whatever you see (oh) Whatever your eyes tell you has, become of me This is not (no) Is not the end I am making, all things new again