Fresh piece of paper feels the same as all of the notebooks that bear my. But I keep on writing like I've done before Hoping these words might help me more. So, I burned my bridges now I'm on my own. Is this what I wanted, to be alone? It's just you and me, my selfish pride. We got nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. It's all the same, don't you know? Different people, same damn road. I pull my shirt out and I put it on. I see the once red stain, now it's brown. Wonder if I'm addicted to the pain. I shrug it off and go out again. At the bar, a man's next to me. sixty-five, a musician, you see. He's by himself, talking about times before. He says, "I was like you, this is what you're striving for." It's all the same, don't you know? Different people, same damn road. Walking home, I had too much to drink. Cool city air makes me think: Are we the same, him and me? Time will tell. I guess we'll see. It's all the same, don't you know? Different people, same damn road.

This song used to be about a girl, but there's more important things to say. Like, you can keep on pushing every step, but every step feels useless either way. Or you can wake up every day thinking, "Is this the road that's meant for me? Or did I take a wrong turn, back there in Nashville Tennessee?" Garage bills are piling up. Change the oil, gasket's sprung a leak. Every cent goes into this. I'm stressed out, so maybe I should eat. Yeah, I should eat. Cause the road ain't a good place for a breakdown, but in fact, what place really is? I can try my best, but it's no contest the darkness always wins. Cause this road ain't no place for kids. I'd rather be alone than lonely Stuck here in a van with all my friends. There ain't nothing wrong with anybody, but lately, I've been letting the darkness win. I wish that I could think this through, but goddamn My head's filled up with smoke. So, all I do is smile and nod pretending like I understand the joke. Separating me from myself for another day. Waiting every minute, second, Till I can get up on the stage Where it melts away. Cause the road ain't a good place for a breakdown, but in fact, what place really is? I can try my best, but it's no contest the darkness always wins. Cause this road ain't no place for kids. Sun is shining, early morning as I take my run, so I can be alone. Still amazed at all these people who let us stay a night inside their homes. I'm finished up, I'm stretching out Thinking, "This might be the road for me." Through all the problems in my head, These small things are what keep my sanity. Today was not a bad one, I had the strength to move it right along. I know I do not show it, but my head and heart are singing a little song, so I'll sing along. Cause the road ain't a good place for a breakdown. But in fact, what place really is? And I tried my best and I won the test, The darkness didn't win. But this road ain't no place for kids.

I'm only half as good as you ever made me feel. A super hero where the spotlight glimmers off your seat, and reveals who I am. Who I always wish to be. The agony is in your eyes, and now it's killing me. "Just wait," She whispered, as tears run down her face. "I love you, God, I hate you, but These things we can't replace." "Just stay," She screams, as you're backing up to leave. "I need you, I can't stand you, but It's better than my dreams. Just wait." I'm not one to pass a fight with words or with swords. And I refuse to weigh or measure the damage or the cost. So close your eyes and count to ten and pray that when you open them I'll be there in the end. "Just wait," She whispered, as tears run down her face. "I love you, God, I hate you, but These things we can't replace." "Just stay," She screams, as you're backing up to leave. "I need you, I can't stand you, but It's better than my dreams. Just wait."

I'm sitting here worrying about the future. I'm sitting here wishing for the past. I'm sitting here ignoring my surroundings. I guess I forgot the present doesn't last. I've been fighting every day of my life so I'd be so different from my father it'd be obscene. But after twenty-six years, I found out today I'm my father's son, yes indeed. Today I was standing on your gravestone. Five years before we were dancing all night long, at a beautiful wedding, with family and friends. The next year I was writing you your song. Everything is moving way too fast for me to keep up the pace. Every step forward feels like another in the ground. I don't think I'll finish this race. Now I'm sitting here wondering, "What should I do now?" As I see the man next to me, I realize that nobody's figured it out. I wish that I could feel something for someone besides myself. But I'm a scared little boy who's hiding away who doesn't want to lose anyone else. But all I want to be is accepted, but if you don't then I don't give a damn. and I'm faking my strength with inflatable weights. I'm a phony, I'm a fraud, and I'm a sham. I guess we just want to feel important. More important than we truly are. we're just extras in a movie who die at the start, even though we think we're the star. But there's gotta be some humor through the anguish there's gotta be some laughter in the pain and I'd rather be laughing, than crying life away. Plus there's less to clean at the end of the day. Now I'm sitting here wondering, "What should I do now?" As I see the man next to me, I realize that nobody's figured it out. I'm sitting here worrying about the future. I'm sitting here wishing for the past. I'm sitting here ignoring my surroundings. I guess I forgot the present doesn't last.