Cookman

I heard you almost caved and cut your hair
Number zero til there's nothing there
You used to fight em off all by yourself
Now it's World War 3 and you're out looking for help

On Cookman Ave
Everyone looks like you
They got all the same cheap traditional tattoos

You stare at all the bricks behind the bar
Somebody else you name while you try to forget who you are
And your tongue is bloody from fighting with your teeth
But I heard they're giving out
Grammys to the one with the shortest speech

And on Cookman Ave
Everyone looks like you
They got all the same cheap traditional tattoos

You cuff your jeans
Even though it's getting cold
But we both know
You only shave the parts that show
It's too much when you're all alone

Since you left I've been hanging out with worms
Making friends with all the spiders
Started digging a hole to China
Everyone just stares
I think I'm almost there

And on Cookman Ave
Everyone looks like you
They still got all the same cheap traditional tattoos

They cuff their jeans
Even though it's getting cold
Well maybe you can teach me how
How to shave the parts that show
If you even ever come back home



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Parella, Joseph Paul Cowell, Jonathan Joseph Rodney, Christopher Donofrio
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