I can't get them up I can't get them up I can't get them up at all Hey ho let go Good morning killer king, you're a star That's gorgeous, hold it right where you are The weather is kinda lousy today So what oh what oh what we'll play? Stratcaster strapped to your back It's semi-automatic like dads He taught you how to pause and reset But that's about as far as you get So what's the use of going outside? It's so depressing when people die in real life I'd rather pick up right where we left Making out to faces of death Making out to faces of death And I could save you baby but it isn't worth my time And I could make you chase me for a little price, is right It's a hit but are you actually sure? The targets in the crowd are a blur People screaming just like they should But you don't even know if you're good You don't even know if you're good So tie them up and feed them the sand Ha, nigga! Try hard to tell us using your hands A picture is worth a million words And that way nobody gets hurt And that way nobody gets hurt And I could save you baby but it isn't worth my time And I could make you chase me for a little price is right You're my guitar hero You're my guitar hero You're my guitar hero You're my guitar hero X marks the box in the hole in the ground that goes off at a breath So careful don't make a sound X marks the box in the hole in your head that you dug for yourself Now lie in it Shut up about all of that negative shit You wanted to make it and now that you're in You shut your eyes and flip the cassette And that's about the time that they hit And that's about the time that they hit What the fuck is up with this shit? It's certainly not worth getting upset His hands are gone and most of his head And just when it was getting so good Just when it was getting so good And I could save you baby but it isn't worth my time 'Cause even if I saved you, there's a million more in line You're my guitar hero You're my guitar hero You're my guitar hero You're my guitar hero