prove it

Bad Religion

Hit the road in wander mode, inquire along the way
Savoir faire in full despair while living day-to-day
My heart is not a cold cauldron of proof
I done ever need to prove myself to you
Looking back It¦ off the tracks more times than I recognize
Mistakes are another opportunity to refine
My heart is not a cold cauldron of proof
I done ever need to prove myself to you
There's no such thing as hell
But you can make it if you try
There might come a day
when emotion can be quantified
But as of now there no proof necessary
no proof necessary
no proof necessary
There's no proof necessary