She's in the lobby with her baby

Braylon, after the Cleveland Brown.

She'll pick up my hours when I go

And I hope that... No, I won't get into that now

You see, I haven't told her

Or anyone else here that I'm quitting yet

Which hasn't really helped much

With this feeling there's someone standing on my chest

I'm sick of just getting through time

Drunk driving home from karaoke

Still singing "Jeremy, Jeremy"

The truth is I hate it here

But I kinda feel like this is where I oughta be