DFR

I don't feel right about it now
Baby's stepping out of the woods
It rattled all the nerves
Probably more than it should
It's less than you deserve
Shaking hands in the dark
It happens all the time, and I don't feel so good
Take you home to fix you up
Just need to sit and dry
Watch you talk to the books
They know you more than I
Exchanging hands in the dark
They pass on who you are
And what you've meant to me
They treat me like a summary patient
Let me burn on the pavement
Waiting my turn all year
Got me thinking I was somebody's savior
Out on behavior, unpacking what got me here
Instead I'm sitting parked on the sidewalk
Yelling at mall cops
Me I'm the small talk king
Leaning like a drunk on a lamp post
Nobody knows though
No one addresses me
And I don't feel right about it now
Start the day without the alarms
It tracks with who you are
Not to break both arms
They're sleeping though you're not
Wake and sum up the night
Did anything get said that I can never hide?
Pushing through a wounded response
You whimper every vowel
Felt the world close out
You're speaking now to actual
It's a blur, it's a blur
Your heart is known to fact
Most of us intact
Some of us still not
They treat me like a summary patient
Let me burn on the pavement
Waiting my turn all year
Got me thinking I was somebody's savior
Out on behavior, unpacking what got me here
Instead I'm sitting parked on the sidewalk
Yelling at mall cops
Me I'm the small talk king
Leaning like a drunk on a lamp post
Nobody knows though
No one addresses me
And I don't feel right about it now
They treat me like a summary patient
I burn on the pavement
Waiting my turn all year
Got me thinking I was somebody's savior
Out on behavior, unpacking what got me here
Instead I'm sitting parked on the sidewalk
Yelling at mall cops
Me I'm the small talk king
Standing like a drunk on a lamp post
Nobody knows though
No one addresses me
And I don't feel right about it now