Wrote these words down four years ago
And sang them so many times
They don't make f**ing sense anymore
Or add up at all--
Like closed captioned lines on a TV show
In my dentist's waiting room
Where I go to get a tooth pulled
I'd say the rot's still the same
Sang about too many morning times
I think I named too many streets
And relied on the pronoun "you."
Always relied too much on you
Made it home after the sunrise for the first time in a lifetime
And it's a bright day
Dreaming I crashed my car for fun
Trying to make it off the 101 and back home to you
Back when I had a home with you
Now I live in a crack den
Pray for some art on the walls
And some sheets that aren't dark grey
And a little f**ing heat
But that pilot burnt out years ago
So I'll just wait for the sun
And hope it's a bright day
Buried beneath my sungla**es
If you can't see me, you can't touch me
And nobody's hopeless
But nobody's happy
Nobody wins
Hit my bed before the sunrise
For the first time in forever
I can't sleep
Because it's a bright day