[Verse 1:]
Hey, Mr. Cage man, let me get a fresh breath,
Cherry bomb, head strong, I could fake my own death.
Hey, Mr. Fate man, shuffle me a ninth life,
I've been wrong, go long,
Throwing me a sharp right.
It's not a picture perfect life,
Not what I had in mind,
Let me write my own line.
[Chorus:]
I've got this place
That I've filled with empty space,
Oh, I'm trying not to face what I've done,
My hopeless opus.
I'm in this race, and I'm hoping just to place,
Oh, I'm trying not to face what's become of me,
My hopeless opus.
[Verse 2:]
Hey, Mr. Safe man, hustle me an okay,
I could slide, take a dive, take it for the home team.
Hey, Mr. Postman, slip me one more green note,
I've been low, hit the floor, looking just to make broke.
It's not a picture perfect life,
Not what I had in mind,
Let me write my own line.
[Chorus:]
I've got this place
That I've filled with empty space,
Oh, I'm trying not to face what I've done,
My hopeless opus.
I'm in this race, and I'm hoping just to place,
Oh, I'm trying not to face what's become of me,
My hopeless opus.
[Bridge:]
Hey, Mr.!
Hey, Mr.!
Hey, Mr. Cage man!
Cherry bomb!
Let me get
Cherry bomb,
Cherry bomb!
[Chorus:]
I've got this place
That I've filled with empty space,
Oh, I'm trying not to face what I've done,
My hopeless opus.
I'm in this race, and I'm hoping just to place,
Oh, I'm trying not to face what's become of me,
My hopeless opus.
