Take the pens from your drawers
And draw animals that you've never seen in real life
Use your mind, make them justice
Draw them as crooked as you can make them look

I feel like a kid
And you feel sorry for me
I feel like a kid
And you're just trying to help me
But then it hits me
Never believe a promise a man makes

When you pick up flowers on your home
Do you see it as something special?
Or when you feed your pets before searching for a job
What's the point?
Do you expect to feel something new?
Cause I can't feel a thing

I feel like a kid
And you feel sorry for me
I feel like a kid
And you're just trying to help me
But then it hits me
Never believe a promise a man makes