All this time, spent running around
And still searching for something that can never be found
Still looking for the answers, still looking for yourself
The answer's not in me, and it's not up on a shelf
I know you want it bad, something you've never had
Stardom made you a man. You can't fool all the fans
I wanna hear a song I could stand listening to
Maybe see something that I could believe in
So sing a song, sing it loud
Maybe someone in the crowd will understand
(It's all about running from the gaping mouth)
So sing a song, sing it loud
Maybe someone in the crowd will understand
