“It doesn’t sound good.”
“Bring it.”
“I’m bringin’ it!” (WHY do I like this band, OMG.)

I am taking a chance
Working with my laces loose
Wrapped up, taking the maze
That everybody’s running through
I’m sick of the black tie
The nickel-and-dime
We’re going through the roof

I’m not a wise man
But I see the haze
And this is what I’m gonna do

Chorus:
Tearing it down
Tearing it down, whoo, whoo
Tearing it down
Tearing it down, whoo, whoo
Tearing it down

There’s a fine line you walk every day
Cause somebody told you to
A white lie that you can’t erase
Now you’re gonna have to choose

You know a blind man
Won’t show the way
But he can tell you what it’s coming to

Chorus

I’m not a wise man
But I see the haze
And this is what I’m gonna do

Chorus