I've given up everything at least once
That's how I learned to have fun
Another half-hobby in K-12 monotony
Stable is all I want
And it's fitting
To be doing it again
Sometimes I feel reset to the point that was back then
And how can you believe me? I know it can't be put simply
A billion other parents had to swallow the same thing

I wish I'd kept it all in writing
Just to justify an attitude
And believe me, you said it
Though I'm usually pretending
I'm just a boy, what should I do?

I don't ever mean to bark up the wrong tree
Right next to the creek and putting gauze on my belly
Bloody cut to pale scar
Glossy picture graveyard
Yeah, it's the been hard
Yeah, it's the been hard