Lyrics
If you've been kicked in or abused
Or mistreated or misused
You were told there was nowhere to go but up for you
If you've been hurt or you've been betrayed
Or you've been fucked or you've displaced
You were told it was probably your fault anyway
But when your Hustler subscription and your Xanax prescriptions
Make you feel lonelier instead
You don't want to hear about all those starving children
You don't want to be told it's all in your head
'Cause if it's all in your head, that's terrible
I saw a junkie lying in a puddle of his own blood last week
I saw a cyclist get hit by a car
I saw a homeless guy chug a bottle of mouthwash on Christmas Eve
No, you can never fall too far
You can buy a salad glove, you can buy an iPod
And you can sell that shit to Bookman's
When your wife dies and you lose your job
You can hope it gets better
You can follow your dreams
But hope is for presidents
And dreams are for people who are sleeping
My friend Erin says it best
"We're all two or three bad decisions away
From becoming the ones that we fear and pity"
And Toni says it's important to bear some witness when you can
And that's not hard to do in the city that I live in
You don't have it any better, you don't have it any worse
You're an irreplaceable human soul
With your own understanding of what it means to suffer
And that's a huge bummer!
