The Young And The Brutal

No one ever told me there'd be days like these

The water's running out, but the grass is green,

Stuck in the 'burbs with the Xanax teens and me

Where do I belong?

I don't know what it is right now

I've got less faith than I have doubt

(But I want to believe!)

O, God give grace to the young and brutal

We're uninspired, not un-useful

(I want to believe!)

There is a way

No one ever told me there'd be days like these

The water's running out, but the grass is green,

Stuck in the 'burbs with the Xanax teens and me

Where do I belong?

No one ever told me there'd be days like these

Sinking in the sea of our apathy

Stuck in the 'burbs with the Xanax teens and me

Where do I belong?

God shed your grace on the brutal, the faithful,

The desperate, the wasteful

Where is the hope for the teenage loner?

We all dance til the music's over

Who do we believe?

Oh, save the bees! Is it World War III?

I'll afford my car, but not gasoline

Who do we believe?

No one ever told me there'd be days like these

The water's running out, but the grass is green,

Stuck in the burbs with the Xanax teens and me

Where do I belong?

No one ever told me there'd be days like these

Sinking in the sea of our apathy

Stuck in the burbs with the Xanax teens and me

Where do I belong?

God give us grace to be brutally faithful,

And make up for wasted time

God give us grace to be brutally faithful,

And make up for wasted...

No one ever told me there'd be days like these

The water's running out, but the grass is green,

Stuck in the 'burbs with the Xanax teens and me

Where do I belong?

No one ever told me there'd be days like these

Sinking in the sea of our apathy

Stuck in the burbs with the Xanax teens and me

Where do I belong?

I'm right where I belong

I'm right where I belong

I'm right where I belong