text: Sittin all alone
  Mouth full of gum
  In the driveway
  My friends arent far
  In the back of my car
  Lay their bodies
  Wheres my mind?
  Wheres my mind?
  Wheres my mind?
  Wheres my mind?
  Theyll be here pretty soon
  Lookin through my room
  For the money
  Im bitin my nails
  Im too young to go to jail
  Its kinda funny
  Wheres my mind?
  Wheres my mind?
  Wheres my mind?
  Wheres my mind?
  Maybe its in the gutter
  Where I left my lover
  What an expensive fate
  My V is for vеndetta
  Thought that Id feel better
  But now I got a bеllyache
  Wheres my mind?
  Wheres my mind?
  Wheres my mind?
  Wheres my mind?