Self-fulfilling Catastrophe Lyrics - Good Riddance

words spoken monotones 

There violence in your pretty homes 

Unfaded memories of the times we used to play 

No colors anymore 

There laughter locked outside the door 

The trucks go rolling by on the freeways just behind you 

It a self-fulfilling catastrophe 

Sometimes I give myself the creeps 

Watch your problems disappear 

And then reappear as mine 

Come take a look at me 

I the poster boy for sympathy 

I can't find my way out of this place Ie spent my life 

Some things we never tell 

Looking back it's just as well 

No comfort from anyone 

A frightened child with no place to run 

Can you hear me calling out your name? 

Calling out but nobody's there