I am not the type to admit when I'm wrong
But when I asked for you to crash the car in one of my songs
I was swimming in a river, I was fighting upstream
And I jumped to a conclusion I've regretted ever since
And I've written countless lines about poor states of health
I've missed countless chances feeling sorry for myself
Then we grew up, and I grew up, and I got over it
Now I swear I am fine and I have been ever since
So I guess you could call this catching up
The autumn leaves, they still speak to me
And her art is still my only frequency
So I tune in, and I tune out
And I'm convinced I am a god
So no, you should crawl back to me by yourself
So back when I would want to die, I'd lie to all my friends
And well, I still lie and womanize; polygamist games
And every crack inside my throat from every tall tale
Couldn't sell me up the river cause I'm still chill as hell
And I used to light the world ablaze with all of my angst
Well now I just light my cigarettes cause I am through with it
And I used to scream like a child in pain
Well now I'm in control and I'm through with these games