I need to try something new, something revolutionary that is going to pull me through. Because I'm a used record store full of memories that no one wants to hear anymore. I wonder why I run so fast because no matter where I start I always finish last and why would I ever stop to pray to a god that's always only six feet away.
With the summer I confide the thoughts of what it means to be alive
Like a Polaroid developing with the light
What do you know about me, other than what you can see?
Behind this broken smile lies an antique heart
Why do I try so much, I'm like a doctor who has lost his touch?
And why do I call this my best, like the kid in class who cheats on all the tests.
With the summer I confide the thoughts of what it means to be alive
Like a Polaroid developing with the light
What do you know about me, other than what you can see?
Behind this broken smile lies an antique heart
I wonder if I'll ever know how to play this thing or how this song should go. I wonder what I'm trying for; I have got to find myself behind this wall of metaphors
With the summer I confide the thoughts of what it means to be alive
Like a Polaroid developing with the light
What do you know about me, other than what you can see?
Behind this broken smile lies an antique heart