Where, oh, where do I begin?
A plague upon this city
A pox upon my friends
I spend whole days in the dark
And whole nights begging this guitar to sing

I wouldn't know
What kind of trouble I've been missing
If I were alive at any other time

Where, oh, where does this story end?
If it's all the same to you
I'll just skip ahead
I'm fat and I'm drunk and you love me
The kids are a little weird, but they're happy
And I never made good on the money I said I'd make
And those floorboards still squeak as if in pain
And those rusty pipes do nothing but complain

I play this part until I get it right, so hold on
Not satisfied
Man

Awake again
Disinterested
A pox upon these listless limbs
Are we having fun yet?
How long have I been sleeping?
Are you sure that I'm dead?
I saw me as a young man dancing
Kicking up dirt and finishing fights

Your sister was there
With all her punk friends
But I couldn't find you

How long have I been sleeping?
I'm a dad and my dad's dead
So much has changed
Even our skies look different

Once I was in love
Knee-deep in secrets I kept from myself
Life became a lie
And then I woke up

I'm so glad I found you
Almost, missed the end