� �True story, life� �First let me say this� �I am black and white� �Everybody else is fake, say� �Everybody else so basic� �Stop trying, please stay home� �We don't need another band in the grey zone� �Yeah, I think we need change like a payphone� �True story, real life� �Mama said I'd be a rockstar� �Rock and roll is dead, mama� �It's not long before the blocks are� �Until then, I'll be a block star� �If you need me, you know where I'll be� �Man, I'm either on the road or flying overseas� �I got a bunch of little girls crying over me� �True story, real life� �Yeah, we got signed to a label� �And we ain't finished yet� �We got signed to a label� �And we infected the internet� �We started playing on the radio� �Do you really think we could say no?� �With a million dollar checks on the table� �We were working at the mall on the payroll� �And I was getting kinda hard just to lay low� �Yeah, true story, real life� �The only guardian I have is me� �I kill myself with a pitchfork� �And I'm my own worst enemy� �And when I die, leave me in the streets� �And I want pigeons flying over me� �And I've been fishing through this whole thing� �So I don't care if you don't got any hope for me� �True story, real life� �Yeah, I could use a little help� �And I talk about girls like I got them� �But I don't, I'm upset with myself� �Man, I wish I could have *** with myself� �That would solve all of my issues� �You were crazy, but I miss you� �Now I'm alone with a box full of tissues, so� �True story, real life� �I don't feel like we made it� �Didn't mean to be a mystery� �And we just didn't wanna say ***� �And we just didn't wanna say ***� �And we just didn't wanna say ***� �Now we're a little bit famous� �And I think I might hate it� �I could give a motherfucker bout a plot� �But double-plotting looks good when it's not so white and black�