i’ve got a rush hour sin
i won’t let anyone in
though i feel like i need to
i think i’m losing again
you’d better not pout
you’d better not cry
you’d better just keep on hiding
i’ve got a rush hour sin

you give me a clock, i’ll hide it
you give me a fence, i’ll ride it
you turn on the six ‘o clock news
i’ll pretend
that i’m bigger than a small world after all
don’t tell me what i can and can’t do
some people got their heads dug in the wall
i’m growing up and who knew?

mom bought a new violin
i got a deal on a grin
it’s the kind you can’t speak to
people keep asking me when
you’re holding your breath
you might as well stop
you might as well get a move on
i’m going down to the end

you give me a line, i’ll buy it
you give me a dream, i’ll try it
you make me a promise ‘bout a girl in pajamas
i’ll deny it
sure i’m ready for another jerk around the block
you pull me ‘til i damn near come undone
i’m cold enough to beg for your socks
don’t ask me what i’m up to

‘cause i’m ready to go, ready to go

i’ve got a rush hour sin
i won’t let anyone in
though i feel like i need to
i think i’m lonely again
you’d better not move
so don’t even try
you’d better just keep on hiding