It’s been another sleepless night Hanging out with my demons Head pounding like a drum And I don’t think I’ve eaten I’m watching the sunrise Through my basement window Light filtering through That old weeping willow Soon I’ll go upstairs And heat up some water heat it til it’s hotter than I can stand and drink some coffee Cuz that’s what keeps me going drink some coffee So I can stay awake I’ll drink some coffee and I’ll let it keep flowing til all my troubles fade away It’s been another tiring day but I don’t wanna sleep yet cuz I know that my past hasn’t stopped haunting my dreams yet I need play some games And keep my eyes open I’ll keep on doing this until my mind is broken Soon I’ll get home and heat up some water heat it til it’s hotter than I can stand and drink some coffee Cuz that’s what keeps me going drink some coffee So I can stay awake I’ll drink some coffee and I’ll let it keep flowing til all my troubles fade away

Sitting in a cafe in Argyle Square Staring out the window, painfully aware of the very real possibility that I might fail End up on the streets or end up sitting in a jail I can’t ignore the possibility that I might die At any given moment, but it just makes me try Harder and harder to make it on my own Cuz deep in my heart I know I’m never going home Standing on a corner in the heart of downtown Singing for change as the sky crashes down And no one seems to notice me but that’s really ok I've got my guitar and my sad songs to play I often think of how I’d like to die on a stage singing songs or on a street at night running from your past as fast as you can turns a broken kid into a broken man The city never sleeps and neither do I our hearts beat as one in the middle of the night The streets are my neurons the rivers my veins A piece of a puzzle just riding the train I sometimes wonder why some my friends die Far too young far before their time The world might forget you but I never will Your memory sits upon my windowsill And I often think of how I’d like to die on a stage singing songs or on a street at night running from your past as fast as you can can turn a broken kid into a broken man running from your past as fast as you can can turn a broken kid into a broken man

I’m so tired That I can’t sleep at night For fear that I just might Sleep forever So tell me That I am living art now I’ve got a broken heart now It’s a thing of beauty I’ve seen these walls and these floors I’ve been in this bathroom before Maybe it will pass with the moon And the ocean will come for me soon I’m so hungry But I’ve got no desire I'd set myself on fire Just to see at night I’m taking All my coffee black My tongue’s starting to lack The means to taste the world I’ve seen these walls and these floors I’ve been in this bathroom before Maybe it will pass with the moon And the ocean will come for me soon Maybe it will pass with the moon Maybe it will pass with the moon Maybe it will pass with the moon And the ocean will come for me soon

I’d like to light a candle for the kids who don’t come home lives cut much too short just reaching for their phones I’d like to take a stand now for the people who have died the families they have left behind the siblings that have cried And they’ll light up their crosses with the fires from the riots and go back to their day jobs still pretending to be pious But we all know the truth And we won’t let it go unsaid You’re the reason that these children are all dead Oh Yes You’re the reason that these children are all dead I’d like to light a candle for the kids who don’t come back The ones who fucked up all the time And the ones who were on track Because it doesn’t really matter The way they lived their lives Because not a single one of them Has deserved to die And they’ll light up their crosses with the fires from the riots and go back to their day jobs still pretending to be pious But we all know the truth And we won’t let it go unsaid You’re the reason that these children are all dead Oh Yes You’re the reason that these children are all dead And we know You’re the reason that these children are all dead

I am a boxer without an opponent and this stage it is my ring try to put the weight of my punches Into every word I sing I am a songbird, bursting with music pacing softly in my cage The door isn’t locked but I don’t have hands So I cannot reach the stage Sometimes I look up at the sky Wonder if there’s meaning to what I do That’s why for the longest time now I just can’t keep myself from feeling blue I am a dancer without a partner Spinning around in the twilight sky I’m calling out but no one can hear me So I spread my wings to fly Can you hear me, oh can you hear me I’m begging for someone to listen now Someone that will give me comfort Let me lay my burdens down Sometimes I look up at the sky Wonder if there’s meaning to what I do That’s why for the longest time now I just can’t keep myself from feeling blue

I remember the day I realized I couldn’t stop the war No matter what I did or how I tried I was 8 years old and realized I wasn’t good enough And never would be and so I cried My momma found me sitting on the floor crying about things I couldn’t change She asked me what was wrong and when I told her This is the song she sang to me (chorus) Oh you silly boy you don’t know what it’s like out there with your crazy hair and your foolish ways Oh you silly boy you don’t know what is gonna come You don’t know where you’re coming from Or where you’re going Oh you silly boy I remember the first time I fell out of love It was cruel and broken and full of hate I was 15 years old and realized I couldn’t fix What I had worked so hard to create My poppa found me sitting on the floor Crying about things I couldn’t change He asked me what was wrong and when I told him This is the song he sang to me (chorus) I remember the last time that I went to school Confident despite all of my strife I was 18 years old then and doing just ok Feeling my way clumsily through life and I thought Maybe when I’m older I’ll meet a strange young man Crying about things that he can’t change I’ll ask him what is wrong and when he tells me This is the song I’ll sing to him (chorus)

If my life was a novel what cliched role would I play? A sensitive young poet sitting in a loud cafe? Or would I be the singer singing silly saddened songs? Too personal for meaning or for you to sing along But life isn’t a novel or a movie or a play it’s a tenuous and fragile thing that’s destined to decay I think I’d like to escape become fiction for a day but the cold weight of reality it never goes away If my life was a movie what tired role would I play? The kid in a new city desperate to make their way? Or would I be the pessimist the one who always doubts? Who knows better than anyone There isn’t a way out But life isn’t a movie or a novel or a play it’s a tenuous and fragile thing that’s destined to decay I think I’d like to escape become fiction for a day but the cold weight of reality it never goes away

it's an epidemic it's a crisis it's the worst thing to happen since happiness it'll color ever word that you dare to mutter leave you broke down like an engine sputtering in the gutter it's the blues bug! ...it'll bring you down it'll bore a dark hole like a boll weevil in your soul it feeds off of bitterness and slowly takes control it'll make you think that you ain't worth a cent but when you're on the brink, you can not prevent that mean old blues bug! ...he'll leave ya down in the ditch! I'll eat the hottest peppers that grow on the planet and burn out every part of me that ain't made of granite that blues bug... I'm gonna burn him out! well I was fearing that old blues bug was gonna do me in so I went to the doctor to pick up a prescription he told me you could drown it out with whiskey or with gin I said, "don't worry mama, I won't let him win!" that mean old blues bug... won't drag me into sin! they say you can't catch it from a kiss but if it's the last one before parting I promise you this: you'll get fever cold sweat you'll shiver but you won't soon forget that mean old blues bug... cuz he ain't through with you yet! and if you so happen to make it out alive you'll swear that you'll never catch it again but soon some pretty person will come walking through the door and the blues bug will be waiting to take you down once more that mean old blues bug... he can never be cured.

You ask me how I’m doing now Well I feel less like dying now so that’s ok I feel like trying to go on Most of the time, but that’s the only way To keep myself Going in this life Which keeps on getting harder all the fucking time To keep myself From ending my life But I’ll be damned if I won’t live another day I come from San Diego City of surf punk bands and not knowing who you are at all It’s given me all that it can But now it’s time for me to leave, time to end the call To keep myself Going in this life Which keeps on getting harder all the fucking time To keep myself From ending my life But I’ll be damned if I won’t live another day Goodbye San Diego I’m leaving everything I know Goodbye San Diego It’s time for me to hit the road Goodbye San Diego I really do believe Goodbye San Diego It’s come the time for me to leave