hard days made me - hard nights shaped me
i don't know they somehow saved me
and i know i'm making something - out of this life they called nothing
i take what i want - take what i need
they say it's wrong but it's right for me
i won't look down - won't say i'm sorry
i know that only god can judge me

and no one in this industry understands the life i lead
when i sing about my past
it's not a gimmick, not an act
these critics and these trust fund kids try to tell me what punk is
but when i see them on the streets, they got nothing to say....

And if I make it through today will tomorrow be the same
Am I just running in place?
If I stumble and I fall
Should I get up and carry on or will it all just be the same

'cause, i'm young and hopeless
i'm lost and i know this
i'm going nowhere fast that's what they say
i'm troublesome, i've fallen
i'm angry at my father
it's me against this world and i don't care