I could look upon the obvious
Look through the faithfulness
To touch myself
Or burn a book on shelf
The fire brings me
The old feelings of home

Make a noise a song
Feign that I belong to myself
To get it on
Or do something wrong
Just like call my mom and tell her
That I broke all of my bones

This is the kind of damning things
That could happen to me
When you back in town
Back in town

I could to blame my brain
Run on railtrain lost in time
To think the same
And could lost my real name
So then you would run the whole neighborhood
Trying to find out

All this explain
My plan to build a plan once a time
It sounds insane
And now I forget
What was on mind you would mind
If you get was misunderstood on my side

This is the kind of damning things
That could happen to me
When you back in town
Back in town

When you back in town