[Verse One]

Fell on my face

And laid for a while

Confused my Persian Gulf with Palestine

I was all crumbs

But now I'm pure wine

I finally figured out the sunshine

[Chorus One]

I don't have, have to be the white knight

I don't have, have to give the good advice

I don't have, anything left to fight

It's true

[Verse Two]

I had this war

Sewn in my genes

So I always rooted for the home team

But now it seems

No one wants to win

And my dreams were leading to a coffin

[Chorus Two]

You can't just, expect it all to work out right

'Cause somehow, it always seems to work just fine

You can't run, when you get a good fright

It's true (ooh)

[Outro]

Fell on my face

And laid for a while

Confused my Persian Gulf with Palestine