the world is waiting on my move
and I can't decide
whether i've got something to prove
or i'm just here for the ride
'cause I feel like a little boy
who is trapped inside a full grown man
and i'm sure I would lose my voice
just trying to make you understand
'cause I don't know if the world is getting warmer or if we're just cold
oh, I could try a little harder but I
know I'd just be rolling the dice
only assholes and heroes are remembered
and there's a damn fine line
I used to think it was a game
and someone could win
but every time I tried to play
the rules changed again
and then one day I finally noticed
that no one's even keeping score
and memories are subject to the moment
yeah, the good guys always win the war
and you could say i'm coming or i'm going but it's all in where you stand
oh, I could try a little harder but I
know i'd just be rolling the dice
'cause only assholes and heroes make a difference
and there's a damn fine line