I gotta learn how to lose and to choose my own wars I gotta understand it's not me against the world no more When you are sure as hell then I don't know You are so pure and well when I am low When you say "Sure as hell!" then I say no, I say no A spoke in your wheel, yeah like a bugging fly A thorn in your side just like a constant red-eye On being an ass I've really been a pro So can I say no? Can I say no? I know I've tread on your toes and it shows who I am And all these situations and relations from the start they were damned I feel the need to stop when you say go I am indeed a punk if you say so I feel a need to stop so I say no. A spoke in your wheel, yeah like a bugging fly A thorn in your side just like a constant red-eye On being an ass I've really been a pro What can I say?