Maybe I need to go out tonight
And get stabbed to death to feel alive
Yeah I, I used to tryOr dig a drug tunnel to the past
Burn old birthday cards I kept
To light, to light a pathAnd they can read too
Each childhood bedroom
Where the hum of passing cars
Fades out like the stars on your ceiling
I'm half the man my father knows I should be
And I can feel, I can feel her getting over meMy grandparents always helped me
At their first prayer every morning
God's, God's blessings
But I know what that really means
They may not speak english perfectly
But they, yeah they read meThey're mourning, it's storming, the garage has the best view
And through thy name, I'm coming
I'll sit through it with you I'm half the man my father knows I should be
And I can feel, I can feel her getting over me
You were saving lives while I just ruined mine
I used to, I used to, you know I used to tryI'm half the man my father knows I should be
And I can feel, I can feel her getting over me
I can feel her getting over me
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