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 inGod, I hope I get it right
I've been practicing tonightKid, 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 yetThat I couldn't make to you
Baby, I can barely moveAnd 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 realGod, I need him here tonight
I just know he'd get this rightAnd 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 lightFlickering freak
The baby of the weekI'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 outWhat we all need
What we all meanI'm starting to see
I'm starting to see
I'm starting to see
Someone I don't want to be
