[Verse: 1] Head is on the pillow, pillow is on the bed The bed holds the mantle on which you walk around the edge And hold my hand so I don't tumble down the side like Humpty Dumpty did Break my shell and watch my heart hit the floor on some other sh** I like it when you wear your hair all wrapped up in a cloth I'm sure that there's a proper term but I don't know what it's called (nope) You've always been more cultured than me, I'll do the usual Maneuver head back over my feet until I look suitable I know you hope or think or pray that one day I can pay for dinner With my own money but you'd be wrong (just like you always are) A lucid dream that you and me can lose the keys and shoot the breeze For two to three hours without having to fly the coop and leave Stretch my arms out, knuckles up and palms down Flap my f**ing wings to the rhythm of every song out Until they finally break apart and fall from out that willow And I can put the feathers back into my pillow [Hook] It's been a long time, you don't look a day over me You don't look a day over nineteen You don't look like a stranger to me But you know, who knows? [Verse: 2] Head is on the ground, ground's above the sewers in Paris Where all the pigeons flock to me like I'm America Put my hands up in the sky to tell him that I'm innocent Either shoot me down or give me grounds for what my sentence is Yeah I like it when you tell me I'm a criminal Say it loud so all the lady prison guards can hear it too Put the gun back in your holster and run Till all I am is just a dot that sits right under the Sun And hitch a ride back when you feel like something was done To make it work but you'd be wrong again (just like you always are) I probably should've never turned around and waved goodbye again Should've played the role of possum until I can die again Hi again, it's me, I taught you how to hate I taught you how to choke without taking food off your plate You taught me if I toss a fishing line into a lake Enough times that something's gonna take the bait (and look what happened) You get mad at me around the time I get mad at myself And the fact my brain is scattered all around me doesn't help I'm never crying over spilled beans, find the dustpan and sweep it up Put it to a grinder, brew, and drink it up Yeah it's kinda like coffee if you can take the time to make it right Drink too much too long and it can keep you wide awake at night After way too many bottles thrown at the cobblestones I'm just gonna hobble home and tell you that I'm sorry (yeah) Too drunk to know the meaning but I know that it's true Especially when I can ball it up and throw it at you [Hook] It's been a long time, you don't look a day over me You don't look a day over nineteen, you don't look like a stranger to me But... It's been a long time, you don't look a day over me