Dry

Walked Streets, Ventured out in the dark
 Drifter asked for some change while he was pushin his cart
 It's Just a facade with some old accolades
 Burning a hole inside the world of today
 My ears catch the call of the proud and spade
 Boxed up so nicely, unaware of the pain
 I guess that everyone makes the same mistakes
 While the trash blocks the fire escape
 You may believe me
 I know it's not that bad
 but what I'm used to, I just don't get right back
 I like the neighbors, they seem to know me too
 It makes me so sad when I'm stuck with you
 Fistful of things that you find on the page
 Perfect fit slacks that reveal your last name
 It's a new chapter, a whole new start
 Either you're living or falling apart
 You may believe me
 I know it's not that bad
 but what I'm used to, I just don't get right back
 I like the neighbors, they seem to know me too
 It makes me so sad when I'm stuck with you