Im gonna find out just how boring I am
Every little meaning in my life
And talk is the same cheap its been
When he knows my address?
Dont it remind you just how feeble we are?
Every little meaning in my life
And talk is the same cheap its been
You wouldnt know me if your eyes were closed
This wont last longer than the rest of the day
But youre wrong this time
Stop trying to figure it out
(you try to figure you try to figure it out)
Deep will only bring you down
I used to be the back porch poet with a book of rhymes
Always open knowing all the time Im probably
Never gonna find the perfect rhyme