Couldn't fall asleep all night I tried with all my might I thought I knew what you want It isn't all that nice But I guess it will suffice It's hard to know what you want Could you be? A little less sour, we're rottin' by the hour And my heart's rotten too In every film I watch, I'm on the side of the bad guy So turn around and show me that I'm better Some people got an apple Some people got a tangerine Look around and all I see is people happy with what they're given Life is pretty sweet, I'm told I guess I'm just shit outta luck, growing a lemon tree I'm gonna burn it down And grow me something better Hey-ah, hey-ah Blood on my hands, I'm on the fence, I double down A swing and a miss, a kick in the ribs, in trouble now Came from the dirt, back in the ground, when I die But I'ma survive, I got my ways Oh, oh Could you be? A little less sour, we're rottin' by the hour And my heart's rotten too In every film I watch, I'm on the side of the bad guy So turn around and show me that I'm better Some people got an apple Some people got a tangerine (Some people got a tangerine, na, na, na) Look around and all I see is people happy with what they're given Life is pretty sweet, I'm told (I'm told) I guess I'm just shit outta luck, growin' a lemon tree (Growin' a lemon tree) I'm gonna burn it down And grow me something better Hey-ah, hey-ah (And grow me something better) (And grow me something better) (And grow me something better)