Songtexte:
Hoobastank Basketball Shorts

Once two individuals walked in a room One looked at the other but he doesn't know what to do He'd better figure out his plan so If he succeeds, he'll

Me and my friends kickin' in the household Tryin' to figure out thoughts start to unfold Nothing to do or see I can't understand Combine all our thoughts

Stolen a bike, take it for a ride Commit a crime, thought you got away Pick on a kid, only half the size Karma patrol's gonna set it straight Who's to

In just a minute, there's something here that was not here before I'm clear-headed but confused Because I thought that it would help me choose between

Is it shame? Is it greed? Is it something that I need? To make me feel so strong to the other ones Is it real? Is it true? All the trouble I go through

: I recognize that typical, cynical smile you wear on the front row I can hear you telling everyone about the other show You're the one with all of the

: For some reason we've had the same dreams and acted on our own Now look where we are And the times when we don't get along have only made us strong

: As I roll over in my bed, the same old thoughts run through my head What are you getting up for I look outside, the night still rules, an incarcerated

: Stolen a bike, take it for a ride Commit a crime, thought you got away Pick on a kid, only half the size Karma Patrol's gonna set it straight Who's