Wrote these words down four years ago
And sang them so many times
They don't make fucking sense anymore
Or add up at all--
Like closed captioned lines on a TV show
In my dentist's waiting room
Where I go to get a tooth pulled
I'd say the rot's still the same
Sang about too many morning times
I think I named too many streets
And relied on the pronoun "you."
Always relied too much on you

Made it home after the sunrise for the first time in a lifetime
And it's a bright day

Dreaming I crashed my car for fun
Trying to make it off the 101 and back home to you
Back when I had a home with you
Now I live in a crack den
Pray for some art on the walls
And some sheets that aren't dark grey
And a little fucking heat

But that pilot burnt out years ago
So I'll just wait for the sun
And hope it's a bright day
Buried beneath my sunglasses
If you can't see me, you can't touch me
And nobody's hopeless
But nobody's happy
Nobody wins

Hit my bed before the sunrise
For the first time in forever
I can't sleep
Because it's a bright day