Show me what it’s like
To be the last one standing
And teach me wrong from right
And I’ll show you what I can be

This time, This place
Misused, Mistakes
Too long, Too late
Who was I to make you wait

I like your pants around your feet
I like the dirt that’s on your knees
And I like the way you still say please

Never made it as a wise man
I couldn’t cut it as a poor man stealin’
Tired of livin’ like a blind man

Whisper things into my brain
Your voice sounds so hollow
I am not a leader of men
Since I prefer to follow

How the hell did we wind up like this
Why weren’t we able
To see the signs that we missed
And try to turn the tables

In a cafe on this street
With mouths to feed
Just trying to keep clothing on our backs
And all I hear about is
How it’s so bad, it’s so bad

He’s drunk again, it’s time to fight
She must have done something wrong tonight
The living room becomes a boxing ring
He’s time to run when you see him

From underneath the trees, we watch the sky
Confusing stars for satellites
I never dreamed that you’d be mine
But here we are, we’re here tonight

Look at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me laugh
How did our eyes get so red
And what the hell is on Joey’s head