i used up all my razors and i bleached my finger tips
i was born again threw chemistry for a second chance at this
i bought a brand new hope, for only $2.53
and threw away my ego, she always made me bleed
i saw an old misfortune she was siting on the curb
i asked her for directions, she said strait on out of here
to whom it may concern
it matters not to me
i’m staring back at you threw the static on tv

the leaves are golden brown rusted from the rain
my synchronized watches are ticking fast again
we started out in kansas with a suit case full of dreams
i’ve never seen the ocean but i’ve heard there better things
the funeral was on thursday early august afternoon
the caskets open reflection looked just like me and you
to whom it may concern
it matters not to me
i’m staring back at you threw the static on tv

spiders eggs hatch in my ears
two cups of adrenalin and a dash of fear
is it raining there for you
it happens to me when i think of you
the telephone is ringing
i called my self at home
redefining stubborn ignorance
we all die alone
like the sound of broken glass
and the songs they never play on the radio
on the radio
on the radio
on the radio
to whom it may concern
it matters not to me
i’m staring back at you threw the static on tv