Your Back Porch
It's 4am again and I'm falling asleep with the headphones in
It shouldn't be like this
And it's so hard to act like I'm over this
When everything you said tore my heart out of my chest
I just wanna feel something again
I'm not innocent
Not in the least bit
Selfish wishful thinking
And if this mess that I left in the southwest is in your head
Then I'm not the only one digging up the dead
You swear you're a safe bet, but I know that you're not
And I think that's why I'm here and you still think I'm wrong
But there's nothing between you and me
Not anymore
Not on your back porch at 4am
I'm in this van hoping I won't see you again
I just wanna feel something again
I'm not innocent
Not in the least bit
Selfish wishful thinking
And if this mess that I left in the southwest is in your head
Then I'm not the only one digging up the dead
(My family gets smaller every year)
Does your conscience keep you awake?
Because one day all that you've felt in those bones will make them break
But now I know just how you see me, and I want you to know
You won't grow out of selfish, you'll just find better ways to hide it
If you gave all that you take
The weight would take its toll and your skeleton would cave
If you gave all that you take
The weight would take its toll and your skeleton would cave
I just wanna feel something again
I'm not innocent
Not in the least bit
Selfish wishful thinking
And if this mess that I left in the southwest is in your head
Then I'm not the only one digging up the dead
It shouldn't be like this
And it's so hard to act like I'm over this
When everything you said tore my heart out of my chest
I just wanna feel something again
I'm not innocent
Not in the least bit
Selfish wishful thinking
And if this mess that I left in the southwest is in your head
Then I'm not the only one digging up the dead
You swear you're a safe bet, but I know that you're not
And I think that's why I'm here and you still think I'm wrong
But there's nothing between you and me
Not anymore
Not on your back porch at 4am
I'm in this van hoping I won't see you again
I just wanna feel something again
I'm not innocent
Not in the least bit
Selfish wishful thinking
And if this mess that I left in the southwest is in your head
Then I'm not the only one digging up the dead
(My family gets smaller every year)
Does your conscience keep you awake?
Because one day all that you've felt in those bones will make them break
But now I know just how you see me, and I want you to know
You won't grow out of selfish, you'll just find better ways to hide it
If you gave all that you take
The weight would take its toll and your skeleton would cave
If you gave all that you take
The weight would take its toll and your skeleton would cave
I just wanna feel something again
I'm not innocent
Not in the least bit
Selfish wishful thinking
And if this mess that I left in the southwest is in your head
Then I'm not the only one digging up the dead
Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas D Casasanto, Joseph F Taylor, John M Siorek, Kevin J Maida
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