Looks like tonight I'm on my own
I've got no right to piss and moan
There is a light that's in your eyes
Reminiscent of my own.
My god
My face has aged to fit my father's disappointed gaze.
All Painted Grey Like he is today
Runnin outta shit to tell Kayleen
I can never lay down- I've got to be held down
Counting flaws, I count the sheep I herd around
But I'm Running out Of solid ground
But you're keepin' me round
Like the family hound I'm down and out
But not in the ground
My god, My face
Has aged to fit my fathers anti-adolescent gaze
All I touch just turns away
Should I hang up the crown
If it meant the day
Was a frame to be stolen
And hidden away
No more nights spent nailed in place-
I feel so stretched in many ways
So paint me jade
With dreams washed down the drain
I don't feel the way I'd like to
This was not the way I planned my life to be.
I keep greeting you with apologies
Saying hey, It's just my life's in disarray
I almost dug myself a grave
I fight the thought off everyday
But I'm glad you're here to say