The Bag

The Bag - NOFX

Endless evenings of non-exist

Are getting shorter monotonous

Like an intruder

I belong outside

Although I find myself right back

The same place I was before

Saying things I'd say once more

Theres no reason for

Me to be here no

I feel so lonesome

Surrounded by friends

Who are talking about me

Saying things I could care less about

This dialogue is without

Worth content significance

Conversational ambivalence

Hear the same things every night

It just ain't right

I'm not the one to hold the bag

Give me something

I can sink my teeth into

Show me a time

Tell me a story

That I havent heard a

Million times before

I pass out from boredom

As I watch the people pass

I see moments in their lives

Nothing fascinating

Are we all living for the past

Never realizing

Were clinging to an empty bag

Lacking content significance

Conversational ambivalence

Say the same thing every night

It just ain't right

Well see who's left holding the bag