nervous young bot

i know there's lots of other guys with my name here but tell me i'm the only one that you will

i can't go back to not understanding what you mean to me

sometimes i get so mad i can't do the few things i usually can (which is sad)

thank god for the little things and and fuck god that they're little things

i want to know what your weaknesses are

if you felt some kind of stirring against interpretation, why write these songs at all?

everything you say is a bridge, everything you do is water under it

my dad's ghost hides under the bed

i'm a stupid ugly stuttering asshole and there's no dignity in my anger

why can't you at least laugh i tried so hard to find the right words

there's something different about you, you're not me but you remember the things i say

hey, space cadet you're gonna need a lot of love but not the kind you're thinking of

i can only be awake at night for the next year of my life

i'm probably just tired, i'll love you again in the morning

your parents and my parents, well, let's not get into that, we're not like them, we are nothing like them

young men see visions and old men dream dreams, and it all amounts to a warning

you probably looked like an idiot in that hat

be honest, but not that honest

a house to sleep in where i won't have bad dreams

i should be glad to have you back but this time around, something's turned to black