| So I’m alone for the first time in five years,
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| Holy f*ck, things have changed.
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| I’m happy to see you can live without me.
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| I’ve sorted out my life, my tragic life.
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| Don’t pat yourself on the back yet.
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| Just shut your mouth and pay your rent.
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| And make a record they’ll never forget.
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| I care too much, too much to leave.
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| Don’t turn your back on family.
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| Besides, how could I ever look you in the eye
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| Without knowing that I tried?
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| Thank God it wasn’t winter
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| When all this me and you shit hit the fan.
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| The sun, the streets, the records I bought
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| Were my crutches again and again.
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| Don’t pat yourself on the back yet.
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| Just shut your mouth and pay your rent.
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| This is a year that you’ll never forget.
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| I care too much, too much to leave.
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| Don’t turn your back on family.
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| Besides, how could I ever look you in the eye
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| Without knowing that I tried?
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| Change is something I accept,
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| But I can’t accept a stranger in you
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| So please, so please, so please make this a dream.
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| So I’m alone for the first time in five years,
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| Holy f*ck, things have changed.
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| I care too much, too much to leave.
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| Don’t turn your back on family.
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| Besides, how could I ever look you in the eye
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| Without knowing that I tried, I tried, I tried? |