Growing up has taught me
The kind of man I’m meant to be
I’m not happy when I’m succeeding
and I’m not pretty

Keep your distance
Keep your distance
Keep your distance
From me

I still haven’t figured things out
I doubt that I ever will be
peaceful, coming to terms with that
Makes me feel more free

Keep your distance from me

I used to write of a man lost at sea
Of a mountain man
Of things I’d like to think
I could strive to be

Keep
Keep
Keep your distance from me

I’m drowning on solid ground
Burning and crashing
Surrounded by a thriving town
Burning and crashing
By friends who would never let me down

Keep your distance from me

Please
Oh please
Just give me peace

I used to be better
At being with those less put together
But as I assemble my own pieces
I've become bad at that, too

A girl wants a fiery temper
Tattoo scars from bad weather
And pieces not assembled
So she's something to do

While a boy wants not to feel bad
Something sad to make glad
As if he has no root in the blame
That any other person’s due

So now I'm trapped somewhere between
What makes up a girls dream
And what I now assume
A woman must want, too





I’m probably still wrong

*** starved and aging badly
Too many cigarettes and 'dank *** ****'
Bad tattoos and ****** hair so scraggly
He's called in sick to work all week

He set his high score four years ago
But she broke his heart last June
Now he's stuck in his parents basement
Doing speed runs on Halo 2

She has no cash to feed her cats
But she bought two wigs on Monday
She dresses up like anime girls
And thinks she'll be famous someday

She'll tell you she's just keeping it real
While dressed like someone from science fiction
She meets the boy at some comic con
And they go to her hotel room to make friction

...

Edgelords and meme queens
Addicted to the obscene
Spewing hateful words
With no care for what they mean

It seems that even the regals
                                   Are doing their kegels

I want to walk in
bartender gives me a smile
She says, 'hey how's it been?'
And then we talk for a while

She pours me a drink
asks, 'what'll it be?'
'Oh just the regular,
but with a side of green beans'
---
I wanna be a regular somewhere
It's something I'd like to be
A familiar face, man
Comin' in off the streets
---
And now my car's close to empty
And I need to grab milk
So I'll buy half a gallon
And give her a fill

'Back for dairy again, huh?
It'll be two fifty-nine'
'Plus I need some regular gas
Here's twenty this time'
---
I wanna be a regular somewhere
Somewhere where they know me
They give me **** for my habits
And for driving a red SUV
---
Now I pull in the drive way
And I walk through the door
I take a look at the clock
Already ten fifty-four

I make my way to the bedroom
Trying not to wake her from sleep
I lay in my regular spot
And she puts her arms around me
---
I wanna be a regular somewhere
It's something that I've yet to be
'Cause I don't know if you know this -
Sometimes I'm even irregular to me

Two nights in a row
with the sun coming up
I thought one was an outlier
but two is more than enough
As Roger Murtaugh would say:
I'm getting too old for this ****
But you keep swinging away;
you must be some wunderkind

I guess you'll never be done
Being this young
When your friends keep you up
By acting so numb

But I guess this is 'fun'...

All the **** that I said
about how ****** up your heart is
now seems to be stripped off
lying on the bedroom floor

And the clock on your wall
is tic-talking to me now
tail dancing to secrets
its cat eyes motion to the door

But your head on my chest
weighs me down like an anchor
keeps me under the lighthouse
drowning just off the shore

And the worst of it is
you know exactly what you're doing
and you know what it takes
to have me crawl back for more