I just moved into a new place in the middle of town I shaved the hair off my face and I washed my sheets down
got up and got myself a cup to fight back the sleep and I stepped outside for a smoke to fight back the dream
I mopped clean the wood floor giving in the time that it took I started leaving my shoes by the door and hanging up my keys on the hook
everything’s got its place everything’s got to be clean I’m either busy or board but my place stays somewhere in-between
I found a scene downtown that doesn’t seem to mind having me around they’re not the greatest in the world they’re just the best I’ve found
I’m saving money on the side it’s not as hard as you’d think we all want something put away just in case
she said it’d been too long so she called to see how I’d grown she sounded healthy and strong but she was probably just feeling alone
I guess it has been a few years since she cut me that deep with her laughter it was just so easy listening to her voice and it was so hard falling asleep after
it ain’t always cut and dry like we want it to be it ain’t always easy to accept the time and place that we’re living in
I’m sick and tired of having to defend every move I make when we’re just gonna shed it in the end what can’t be shaken