Basement Manners

I’ll keep them here, lonely in my head
Maybe in a year I’ll find some chords worthwhile
Or a good friend
Where are your good friends?
I like this car when it’s half an hour from home
The gas station’s all closed tonight
The dark in the van is keeping me feeling safe
It’s my nice excuse to leave
When you just try to keep me down
Next show I’ll play this extra loud
And hope you pile on a mic if we’re cool enough tonight
It’s tough to stay or go
Because no matter what, you know, you’re violating some code
I guess I need to learn self-righteous is a title earned
And still thrives in basements
I should have left when you just turned and shut me out
Entry fee is what it’s all about
Please dive and grab for the mic so I can be cool tonight
We’re watching our mouths
We’re tweaking our sound
We’re getting closer now
We’re closing our mouths
We’re upgrading our sound
Are we getting closer now?