twenty-six-years-old and you never never never do as you're told
five-foot ten inches tall and you haven't learned how to break your own fall?

putting on the long face
catching nothing you chase
got them off of your case
just to be frightened by all the negative space

better get it straight

born in a county hospital so you think you're clean as a whistle
blond hair blue-eyed and now you can't even believe how hard they have tried

throwing rocks through windows
guarding what you expose
cleaned a spoon with your nose
hey, man what can i tell you that's just how it goes

better get it straight
while you can still relate

the very spitting image of youth on a tether tied to a bridge
a product of excuses you never never said you were useless

beaten down by a stare
shrinking down in your chair
crossed out who wasn't there
and oh my god isn't it all just so unfair?

better get it straight
while you can still relate

take some time to worry
because it's worth the wait