Songwriter: Kevin Cadogan

Sorry to the people that I'm about to lie to
Sorry all the times I never really tried to
Sorry that I broke into a 7-Eleven
With a plastic gun I broke into your liquor store
Sorry about the coast
Sorry about the lamp post
Sorry for the dreams that we never had those
Sorry that I worn out my hand
Sorry that all my dreams I'm like a **** man
Instead of somebody good like you
And I'm sorry for the man that leads the truth
And I'm sorry bout the land of old
Sorry that you grow and loose a tooth

When you're 80 years old with a dance card played in
She broke a dance card, she can brеak a station
Sorry bout the land on the hand
Sorry that all my dreams I'm likе a wanted man yeah

Sitting on your candy ass boy won't make it better
Sucking up and after the fat kid you walk like a rooster
Sitting on your candy ass boy won't make it better
I broke your window
I broke your window
I broke your window
I broke your window

Sorry that the soldiers are seventeen years old with an AK
Sorry like a streetlight road game
Sorry that I'm always understood
Sorry that I'm always doing the things I never shouldn't do
What's the difference to somebody like you
Sorry that the truth always slips by you
Sorry that the land at my hand
Sorry that convicted like a wanted man yeah

Sitting on your candy ass boy won't make it better
Coming up after the fat kid you walk like a rooster
Sitting on your candy ass boy won't make it better
I broke your window
I broke your window
I broke your window
I broke your window

Alright, alright, dirty, dirty

Sitting on your candy ass boy won't make it better
Sucking up and after the fat kid you walk like a rooster
Signing on after the fat kid won't make it better
Coming up and after the back you walk like a rooster

Third Eye Blind

Third Eye Blind from San Francisco Mission District Mostly guitars with other things knocking around Riffs and deep beats Lyrics are expanded in a kinda hip hop way That wrong thing you’re not supposed to say- we say it Black on Black pretty much from the beginning It took us so long to get things this way but it really feels like we are underway now Jacked on coffee we are a fabulously disorganized bunch We seek impact with friends try to surf whenever we can dirty jokes looking out for each other we have eyes and a voice so no surprise when we speak the fuck up We care about shit No sequencers no backing tracks not a DJ group We believe in the gathering power of music Guess you could say we are a motherfucking rock band Born in shadow, made of lions, loud as fuck