I woke up to a message of love
Choking up on the smoke from above
I'm obsessed with the poison and us
What a mess? Because there's no one to trust

Huh uh, come on, honey
Huh uh, count your money
Huh uh, what's so funny?
There's a riot living inside of us

I got paranoia, baby
And it's so hysterical
Crackin' up under the pressure
Looking for a miracle
Huh uh, come on, honey
Lyin' in a bed of blood and money
Huh uh, what's so funny?
We are rivals in the riot inside us
Uh huh, yeah

I'm impressed with the presence of none
I'm possessed from the heat of the sun
Hurry up 'cause I'm making a fuss
Fingers up 'cause there's no one to trust

Huh uh, come on, honey
Huh uh, count your money
Huh uh, what's so funny?
There's a riot living inside of us

I got paranoia, baby
And it's so hysterical
Crackin' up under the pressure
Looking for a miracle
Huh uh, come on, honey
Lyin' in a bed of blood and money
Huh uh, what's so funny?
We are rivals in the riot inside us

Huh uh, come on, honey
Lying in a bed of blood and money
Huh uh, what's so funny?
We are rivals in the riot inside us
Huh uh, come on, honey
Lying in a bed of blood and money
Huh uh, what's so funny?
We are rivals in the riot inside us
Uh huh, yeah

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Billie Joe Armstrong, Frank Edwin Wright Iii, Mike Ryan Pritchard