Well, ABC, NBC, CBS: Bullshit. They give us fact or fiction? I guess an even split. - Conor Oberst

And me I'm in my bedroom drawing in my notebook
Because my hand thinks I'm an artist
But my heart knows I'm a poet
It's just words they mean so little to me.

And me I'm in the bathroom
crying out my eyelids because it's hard to be a man
when you're scared, just like a little kid.

It's exploding bags, aerosol cans
Southbound buses, Peter Pan
They left it up to us again
I thought you knew the drill
It's kill or be killed.