Kid, I held you with arms that felt so hard
You kept your chin up, I held my guard
Made a prison bed from a life I never led
Let me correct these mistakes you delight in
God, I hope I get it right
I've been practicing tonight
Kid, I hope it holds a fraction of its feeling
If you keep believing, I'll keep on being
A ghost in his prison bed, short-sheeted and shook dead
Looking at love he still hasn't made yet
That I couldn't make to you
Baby, I can barely move
And kid, you were wrong
That wasn't me in that song
You write the lie you'd like to be
When your life looks like a book wouldn't read
Kid, I've lived through others, made myself so small
I lived through a record one summer last fall
The singer said something I could only feel
I saw him this morning, he still looked real real
God, I need him here tonight
I just know he'd get this right
And kid, I'm a mess
If it looked good, you're seeing things, I guess
I changed my mind so many times
I'm a strobe light
Flickering freak
The baby of the week
I’m starting to see
I’m starting to see
I’m starting to see
Someone I could never be
Hey, kid, what went wrong?
We had it all, now it's all gone
I blew my mind out
Now it's your turn to find out
What we all need
What we all mean
I’m starting to see
I’m starting to see
I’m starting to see
Someone I don't want to be
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