Lyrics from Instagram Live on May 1st, 2023

I’m waitin' for God in the men’s room
Feelin' more and more like a metaphor
For everything wrong with the men’s room
Any mess I make, I do not say sorry for
Hold my face to the lens of a camera
I say, “Look at you, who the hell are you?”
And deep in my head, there’s an answer
But it’s rainin' out, I got shit to do

Oh, I’m drinkin' again
I’m kickin' the can on down the road just to see where it ends
Oh, to spinnin' my wheels
'Cause all of the secrets I can’t keep sit outside of the hills
So I’ll die on this hill

I’m floating around like a phantom
Like a stray dog, like I was laid off
And hope that I found is a cancer
Hope my bitterness finally paid off

Oh, I’m drinking again
I’m kicking a can on down the road just to see where it ends
Oh, to spinnin' my wheels
'Cause all of the reasons I can’t sleep sit outside of the hills
So I’ll die on this hill
With the light off the snow and the Exit 2 sign
And the rhythmless notes from my mother’s wind chimes
Even the snakes in the grass get afraid of the past
I won’t answer for it if I don’t let myself ask
'Cause I’ll be nothing and that’s fine
I’ll be nothing and that’s fine
I’ll be nothing and that’s fine
That’s fine

But I’m waiting for God in the men’s room
Feelin' more and more like a metaphor
For everything wrong with the men’s room
Any mess we make, we do not say sorry for