Cracked lips Chap stick It's a quick fix Like a nervous tick Check out my eyes They're so clear Not red veined Or insincere I tried To recall A life Before I lived at all Being small A child's bliss Focused in I remembered this I could never reach What's on the shelf I was looking For your help 'Cause I'm just a little boy Or maybe I'm crazy Like I fell and cut my self You walked up and saved me From hating what I felt This party's Grown tired My invitations worn Back home on the TV Frauds sell pieces of their lord So what's a kid to do They don't make books on how to choose The path of least resistance May be the fastest way to lose I still try to see If that road is right for me No one can tell what I'll find But I want you by my side I'm just a little boy Or maybe I'm crazy And there's no pill to save the world We're all just so lazy But if wisdom is a pearl We've been misusing her Oh, strung round a neck her voice cannot be heard But what am I to do? I'm just a little boy Oh maybe I'm crazy And it's empty on that shelf It's less than amazing that I'll have to find out for my self 'Cause I'm just a little boy