Red House Painters - Headsore lyrics

I had thoughts today That made me feel as if I may be growing I have this urge to read and learn Something new But I hate books And I hate reading So what am I thinking Often the story has just gotten old And I can't grow with it Anymore I can't grow Waiting for your arrivals Hiding my life among While I overhear his twisted intellect Like vocal on his d**hbed She said "You're 22 and life is the same for you As when you left here" I thought of the one Who dyed his pride four years further than me I'm going over the water now And when I get across I'm going to look back and think Not tomorrow, not ever Headsore Of course Headsore Of course I had thoughts today They made me feel as if I may be growing I had this urge to go and love someone new But I like her and I hate playing So what am I saying? I think our time has just got old And I can't grow with her anymore I can't grow waiting for you eyelids Hiding from the light of morning While I overhear his twisted intellect Like vocal on his d**hbed She said "You're 22, life isn't the same for you, as it is for me" I thought of the one Who dyed his pride four years further than me I'm going over the water now And when I get across I'm going to look back and think Not tomorrow, not ever Headsore Of course Headsore Of course