Can't feed my family on just $20 dollars a day
Can't live my life like this, a life on the highway
What a powerful man, yeah, he sleeps in a house of white
I sit and ponder how the fuck does he ever sleep at night?
Saying it's okay when it's the innocent who die
War makes the bank accounts rocket to the sky
No probably not
But still we continue on
It's always been his way of things
It's always been wrong

Was I ever right?
Was I ever wrong?
Will it even matter when I'm dead and gone?

I wonder do you have a clue what I'm talking about?
This world is so fucked up, and it's tearing my heart up
'Cause the hungry child, yeah, they don't understand
Dad can't feed the family off of a punk rock band
And they haven't changed anything on this planet yet
Yes, I miss my kids, and yes, I cry tears of regret
It didn't mean no difference today, only the other day
And it makes me feel like my home is one year away

Was I ever right?
Was I ever wrong?
Will it even matter when I'm dead and gone?

But that's how the end always ends...
End on end

Was it all in vain?
Was it all for nothing when I've given everything?
But that's how the end always ends