A good man doesn't drink
but I've been drinking alone
So what does that make me?
My hands they always shake
And no one's calling my phone
So what does that make me?
And I know the kid with his guitar
So drunk and anxious
It got done to death
But show me what hadn't
I'd tried it
Because I'm selfish enough
To wanna get better
But I'm backwards enough
Not to take every step to get there
So when you realize it's a pattern
And not a phase
It's what you've become
And it's what you will stay
That's ballgame
See I can't make room in my life
For anyone else like me
So I've been driving away
all of the people who help me before they can leave.
And I still don't even know what I
need to do to fix myself, you see.
But I'm trying now, I'm trying now, for the first time
to get and stay free.
And there's a clamp across my chest
that tightens every time I lapse into
Another sorry story
About some miserable collapse
A bronze box I keep encased in glass
And dust off whenever I sing in your city
But lately I've had to come to grips
With scope and figure
How my problems stack up in a world
Two steps from ruin
I do not believe in the rapture.
But either way, I realize that my troubles are as small as they could be
which makes me feel bad for even feeling this bad in the first place, most days.
Cause there's ten wars going on and all the flags are still wavin'
Daniel's 20-year-old friend are now 30
willing, and serving
They're marines and they showed me
And it makes me sad
it makes me really ****ing sad
But at least they act
Me I bite my tongue and tell my brother "You wish them luck"
I pray that they come back
to a God I make and I used to drink those thoughts away
but I got too drunk for that.
So when you realize it's a pattern
And not a phase
It's what you've become
And it's what you will stay
That's ballgame
No no
Yeah when you realize it's a pattern
And not a phase
It's what you've become
And it's what you will stay
That's ballgame
Yeah when I realize I'm a pattern
I am not a phase
It's what I've become
And it's what I can stay
that's ballgame
She says "I want to get free"
I said "Free from what?"
She took her kid by the arm, said "you piss away the things you love."
You'll go auditioning replacements, from church pew, to backyard, to basement
but in the back of your mind, you hope that your true love is waiting.
and it's a gift if she waited
She's just not gonna come digging for you anymore, so wake up
Wake up, cause you're not done
We can fix ourselves up, kids.
We can learn how to love, the way we're wired to love
But let's start with ourselves for once, and mean something for more than six months
there's work to be done.
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