作词 : Thomas DeLonge

作曲 : Thomas DeLonge

Chalked up in a city street

Broke glass in bloody scene

Young guns that are half my age

Baghad after montaray

Cell phones and the magazines

Death bombs and the human beings

Hate war and diamond rings

Nightmares and silly things

How does anybody sleep at night?

Out of mind and I'm out of sight

Out of love and we just begun

Livin large in America

But I found, one last thing

To believe in

But I found, one last thing

To believe in

Close calls and were holdin on

Police lines and fire alarms

High winds with a heavy fall

Dead birds and a parking stall

How does anybody sleep at night?

I lay in bed and I close my eyes

I try to rest but it starts to hurt

Living here is a lot of work

But I found, one last thing

To believe in

But I found, one last thing

To belive in

But I found

I was told

To breathe in the most righteous breath

A feeling of heartfelt purpose

A sense of hope

For something bigger than ourselves But I found, one last thing To believe in But I found, one last thing To believe in But I found, one last thing To believe in But I found, one last thing To believe in To believe in