Afterthought

But what good is all the knowledge in the world
If you can't have the one love you felt was true, through-and-through?
Girl, I can make a snare drum sound like a machine gun
But I just can't get next to you
You couldn't dig my sound but you said you believed in my dreams
Well then tell me what should I do?
How long will it be 'til I sound like a star?
Should I pronounce the word "touch" like it's spelled with an "r"?
I've got dreams in the seams of this leather jacket
We used to share but now I wear to survive (in this cold, cold world)
Now I've got a pocket full of held-back tears next to the fears, same pocket as the Astroglide
And now I think back on how I could've been your fool
Shooting kids up in you, like a psychopath up in a school, but I'm much too old to go and lose my cool
And did you only ever care
When I had fistful of your hair?
I promised you I'd find something better than love in this life, are you happy that I'm almost there?
It's time to turn this talent into something more than a party trick
They got their kicks
It's time to dip
Do you still wish me the best?
And now there are more ways than one to put my endurance to the test