Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday anymore Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday anymore Maybe you got screwed but I dumped you 'cause you ain't nothin' but trash I put out despite the fact that you're like a hawaiian punch moustache Right under my nose thinking, I'm so colonel klink oblivious But how could I not see, you got off scot-free 'cause I know this means it Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday anymore Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday anymore If I want to be repeatedly shit on, I'll go make dutch porn When roughly translated, even your naked truth means squat and what's more I'm missing you like a hijacked flight on september 11th I don't know who got on you but I'm not wrong in thanking them since it Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday anymore Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday anymore (anymore) Maybe it ain't your birthday but then again Ya know I wouldn't give a fuck When what I shoulda got is over ya sooner so now I'm just gonna wrap it up Maybe it ain't your birthday but then again Ya know I wouldn't give a fuck When what I shoulda got is over ya sooner so now I'm just gonna wrap it up I'm just gonna wrap it up (To fuck you) I'm just gonna wrap it up I'm just gonna wrap it up (To fuck you) I'm just gonna wrap it up I'm just gonna wrap it up (To fuck you) I'm just gonna wrap it up I'm just gonna wrap it up (To fuck you) I'm just gonna wrap it up (anymore)

I grew up with reverence for the red, white, and blue Spoke of God and liberty, reciting the Pledge of Allegiance Learned love of country from my own family Some shivered and prayed, approaching the beaches of Normandy The flag waves high and that's how it should be So many lives given and taken in the name of freedom But the story's complicated and hard to read Pages of the book obscured or torn out completely I am a son of Uncle Sam And I struggle to understand the good and evil But I'm doing the best I can In a place built on stolen land with stolen people Blood in the soil with the cotton and tobacco Blood in the soil with the cotton and tobacco Blood in the soil with the cotton and tobacco A misnamed people and a kidnapped race Laws may change but we can't erase the scars of a nation Of children devalued and disavowed Displaced by greed and the arrogance of Manifest Destiny Short-sighted to say it was a long time ago Not even two lifetimes have passed since the days of Lincoln The sins of Andrew Jackson, the shame of Jim Crow And time moves slow when the tragedies are beyond description I am a son of Uncle Sam And I struggle to understand the good and evil But I'm doing the best I can In a place built on stolen land with stolen people We are more than the sum of our parts All these broken homes and broken hearts God will you keep us wherever we go? Will you forgive us for where we've been? We Americans Blood on the table with the coffee and the sugar Blood on the table with the coffee and the sugar Blood on the table with the coffee and the sugar I've been to every state, and seen shore to shore The still open wounds of the Civil War Watched blind hatred bounce back and forth Seen vile prejudice both in the south and the north And accountability is hard to impose On ghosts of ancestors haunting the halls of our conscience But the path of grace and goodwill is still here For those of us who may be considered among the living I am a son of God and man And I may never understand the good and evil But I dearly love this land Because of, and in spite of, we the people We are more than the sum of our parts All these broken bones and broken hearts God will you keep us wherever we go? Can you forgive us for where we've been? We Americans We Americans Love in our hearts with the pain and the memory Love in our hearts with the pain and the memory Love in our hearts with the pain and the memory Love Love in our hearts with the pain and the memory Love in our hearts with the pain and the memory Love in our hearts with the pain and the memory Love in our hearts with the pain and the memory Love in our hearts with the pain and the memory Love in our hearts with the pain and the memory Love Love in our hearts with the pain and the memory Love in our hearts with the pain and the memory Love in our hearts with the pain and the memory

I don't write 'cause I don't think I don't have a need to speak I don't see the bright side, quite as clear Accolades and happy days They don't ever last Stories of courage clouded up with fear In the broom grass, I would l lie Glimmer in my eye, the sun smiled back on me From victory, I tried To match eternal light with how I live my life Of course, I was forced to retreat From victory,I accept defeat Waxy green and yellow walls Outside my windows fall Covering the light I thought I'd see Am I sad or am I sick? What's at the root of it? Do I throw my hands and quit? Something tells me, no In the broom grass, I would l lie Glimmer in my eye, the sun smiled back on me From victory, I tried To match eternal light with how I live my life Of course, I was forced to retreat From victory, I accept defeat Worries on all sides of my mind In silence, my darkness is denied In the broom grass, I would l lie Glimmer in my eye, the sun smiled back on me From victory, I tried To match eternal light with how I live my life Of course, I was forced to retreat And from victory, I accept defeat From victory I accept defeat

If I get murdered in the city Don't go revenging in my name One person dead from such is plenty No need to go get locked away When I leave your arms The things that I think of No need to get over alarmed I'm coming home I wonder which brother is better Which one our parents love the most I sure did get in lots of trouble They seemed to let the other go A tear fell from my father's eyes I wondered what my dad would say He said, "I love you and I'm proud of you both In so many different ways" If I get murdered in the city Go read the letter in my desk Don't bother with all my belongings But pay attention to the list Make sure my sister knows I loved her Make sure my mother knows the same Always remember there was nothing worth sharing Like the love that let us share our name Always remember there was nothing worth sharing Like the love that let us share our name

Tell the truth to yourself And the rest will fall in place Tell the truth to yourself And the rest will fall in place I lied to the doctor I lied to my lover I wanna make amends But where do I start? Tell the truth to yourself And the rest will fall in place Tell the truth to yourself And the rest will fall in place Tell the truth to yourself Tell the truth I can make my mother, my father, my sister, my brother My lover, my neighbor, my friends, all happy Give of myself whatever they ask But without this single truth, it is only emptiness that I cast A happiness that will not last But I'm not here for that For what does happiness help Without this simple truth given to thyself? I was the coward I did strangle your heart I wanna make amends But where do I start? Tell the truth to yourself And the rest will fall in place Tell the truth to yourself And the rest will fall in place Tell the truth to yourself And the rest will fall in place Tell the truth to yourself And the rest will fall in place

Regret for every step I took From Fisher Road to Hollywood Feelin' bad and actin' good Never was content It was hostel moves and hotel rooms Watch my friends promote their dooms From Pontiac to Newport News Nothin' made much sense And I had to leave a few behind When they replaced the apple wine With cocaine and codeine pills I knew I was done And I didn't really say goodbye They'll walk their path and I'll walk mine I will find other ways To tear my body down I am staying here with you I've done all I know to do They say "stand up straight and take your eyes Off the wooden floor" No, I didn't find what I was looking for Still I had to go From Fisher Road to Hollywood Still I had to go From Fisher Road to Hollywood They taught some bigger words to me At the university Only it's a curse to speak Without some regard For the ones I'm talking to Do I sound like a friend to you Do we even speak the same Language anymore I am staying here with you I've done all I know to do They say "stand up straight and take your eyes Off the ballroom floor" Of course I didn't find what I was looking for Still I had to go From Fisher Road to Hollywood Still I had to go Still I had to go From Fisher Road to Hollywood

Shooting off vicious collections of words The losers make facts by the things they have heard And I find myself trying hard to defend them I made decisions some right and some wrong And I let some love go I wish wasn't gone These things and more I wish I had not done But I can't go back And I don't want to 'Cause all my mistakes They brought me to you I have some "friends" they don't know who I am So I write quotations around the word friends But I have a couple that have always been there for me And I missed some fun 'cause I worked through the dawn Expecting your praise when I returned home But I paid the cost 'cause I got left alone for the songs But I can't go back And I don't want to 'Cause all my mistakes They brought me to you