Letra de Band You Love To Hate

Backstage passes for the both of you
Again, what does it mean to you
You think you're writing wrongs with your old typewriter
But you haven't got a clue
Six weeks in and I wish I was out
I'm missing my amenities
In a foreign land doing all I can
Calling home is a luxury

We can be the band you love to hate
I think it's great
We demand nothing less
I'll revel in the pain
We're the lesser of two evils
Of which there is no divorce

Red eye to lobby
Coach to sound check
Home by the fourth
Flying to Geneva staring at disgusting airline food
That was paid for by a third source
I can think about it
I can analyze it
I can find my dollar value
You know I wouldn't do it if I didn't want to do it
But I'm made my own mistakes too

We can be the band you love to hate
I think it's great
We demand nothing less
I'll revel in the pain
We're the lesser of two evils
Of which there is no divorce