Scarred

Streetlights flicker in the cold night. Over my chest, but the timing ain't right. Bills on the table, rain on the glass. I learned real young that nothing here lasts. She said, "You're distant," I said, "I'm just Tired." Truth is, my whole life been walking through Fire. Friends turn to strangers when money gets low. Everybody loves you when you're running the show. I got cracks in my heart and dirt on My shoes. Too many problems, got nothing to lose. Mama keeps calling, I say I'm okay. And stare at the ceiling 'til night becomes day. Backstreet dreams in a smoke-filled room. Love grew quiet while the pressure grew. She wanted peace, I was built for the noise. A man with a wound and the voice of Boy. Streetlights flicker in the cold night. Over my chest, but the timing ain't right. Bills on the table, rain on the glass. I learned real young that nothing here lasts. She said, "You're distant," I said, "I'm just Tired." Truth is, my whole life been walking through Fire. Friends turn to strangers when money gets low. Everybody loves you when you're running the show. I got cracks in my heart and dirt on My shoes. Too many problems, got nothing to lose. Mama keeps calling, I say I'm okay. And stare at the ceiling 'til night becomes day. Backstreet dreams in a smoke-filled room. Love grew quiet while the pressure grew. She wanted peace, I was built for the noise. A man with a wound and the voice of A boy.