Hopeless Opus (Live) Lyrics

Toronto, you feel good?

Hey, Mr. Cage-man, let me get a fresh breath
Cherry bomb, headstrong, I could fake my own death
Hey, Mr. Fate-man, slip me one more ninth life
I've been low, hit the floor, looking just to make right

It's not a picture-perfect life
It's not what I had in mind
But let me write my own line

I've got this place that I've filled with empty space
Oh, trying not to face what I've done
My hopeless opus
I'm in this race, and I'm hoping just to place
Oh, trying not to face what's become of me
My hopeless opus, go!

Hey, Mr. Safe-man, hustle me an okay
I could slide, take a dive, take it for the home team
Hey, Mr. Slip-man, slip me one more green note
I've been low, hit the floor, looking just to make broke

It's not a picture-perfect life
It's not what I had in mind
But let me write my own line

I've got this place that I've filled with empty space
Oh, trying not to face what I've done
My hopeless opus
I'm in this race, and I'm hoping just to place
Oh, trying not to face what's become of me
My hopeless opus

Hey, Mr.
Hey, hey, Mr., hey, Mr. Cage-man
Cherry bomb (margana na si ereht)
Cherry bomb

I've got this place that I've filled with empty space
Oh, trying not to face what I've done
My hopeless opus
I'm in this race, and I'm hoping just to place
Oh, trying not to face what's become of me
My hopeless opus, go!