The sun is kind of annoying
  As I try to sleep in the back of my van
  It is supposed to be autumn
  Did someone mess with The Plan?
  
  Feels like my skin doesn't fit me
  But it's one mother of a tan
  Barbecued might be the right description
  As I walk around in this frying pan
  
  Give me a damn good reason not to worry
  Give me a damn good reason
  'Cos I refuse to sit here on my ass and drown
  When we burn our bridges down
  
  Now it's been a while since I last wrote
  The ground has been just as green as before
  The yesterday my street turned kinda arctic
  Now I can't get out of my front door
  
  Give me a damn good reason not to worry
  Give me a damn good reason
  'Cos I refuse to sit here on my ass and drown
  When we burn our bridges down