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