Kid i held you with these arms that felt so hard
You kept your chin up and 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 ive been practicing tonight
Kid i hope it holds soime fraction of it's feeling
If you keep believing then 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 couldnt make to you baby, i can barely move
Kid you were wrong that wasn't me in that song
You write the lie you'd like to be
When your life feels like a book you wouldn't read
Kid ive lived through others i made myself so mall
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
Kid im a mess
If it looked good you're seeing things i guess
I changed my mind so many times im a strobe light
Flickering freak. the baby of the week
Im starting to see someone i could never be
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
Im starting to see someone i don't want to be
