Proper (USA)
Germany, 1991
Start from the beginning
'Cause even though I'd like you to believe
I came out swinging
It was more like a stumble, a trip, a fall
Through the floor and straight into a brick wall
And in this metaphor, my bones
Well, they never properly finished healing
But I'm not trying to say
My entire childhood was completely twisted and frayed
Just that it's hard to feel complete when you know you can't stay
The military decides in 2 years time
That you'll pack up and move a couple thousand miles away
To another commissary, another BX
Another 10 o'clock curfew
“You're all set!”
Another crush you'll watch from afar for another 2 years but never bed
'Nother batch of asshole airmen
Who think they're the reason we're still here, no
Just because you decided to enlist doesn't make you any kind of fucking hero
And all I wanted was a chance to care to memorize names and shake hands
Build this Family Bed for every friend I never really met
The kind of bond you find early on that doesn't have any boundaries or quotas
Something like Walter and Jesse
Or-wait! no no no!
Probably more like Logan and Dakota
(What the fuck is wrong with me?)
(What the fuck is wrong with me?)
(What the fuck is wrong with me?)
I'm surrounded by familiar faces and I still feel lonely
(What the fuck is wrong with me?)
I got my roots planted firmly
Got the support I said I would need
And I should be happy with what I got
But I'm not
[Guitar solo]