| I go to bed real early
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| Everybody thinks it’s strange
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| I get up early in the morning
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| No matter how disappointed I was with the day before
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| It feels new
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| I don’t leave the house much
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| I don’t like being around people
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| Makes me nervous and weird
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| I don’t like going to shows either
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| It’s better for me to stay home
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| Some might think it means that I hate people
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| But that’s not quite right
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| I do some stupid things
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| But my heart’s in the right place
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| And this I know
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| I got a dog, I take him for a walk
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| And all the people like to say «hello.»
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| I’m used to staring down at the sidewalk cracks
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| I’m learning how to say hello
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| Without too much trouble
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| I’m turning out just like my father
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| Though I swore I never would
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| Now, I can say that i have love for him
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| I never really understood
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| What it must have been like for him
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| Living inside his head
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| I feel like he’s here with me now
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| Even though he’s dead
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| It’s not all good and it’s not all bad
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| Don’t believe everything you read
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| I’m the only one who knows what it’s like
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| So I thought I’d better tell you
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| Before I leave
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| So, in the end, I’d like to say
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| That I’m a very thankful man
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| I tried to make the most of my situations
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| And enjoy what I had
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| I knew true love and I knew passion
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| And the difference between the two
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| And I have some regrets
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| But if I could do it all again
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| Well, it’s something I’d like to do |