Every sidewalk sweats to sleep
And I am at the mercy of
The hands that held my head and tied my feet
When I was young
Our brother slept strapped in tight
While blood stains soaked the floor
And dried to mark the outline of a form
We knew before
What was I supposed to say?
What the hell was I supposed to do?
I'm sorry for myself and damages on loan from you
What was I supposed to gain?
What else have we got less to lose?
I'm sorry for myself and damages on loan from you
(And every time I get lost inside of
My mother eyes, they recognize
That every time I'm a mess in my mind)
Do not be afraid, my dear
Of the sloped sad sidewalk song
The memories fade into the cracks
Of who we become
Give us yet another round
We're drunk on what we don't deserve
I'm sorry for myself and the
Sad sad lesson we learned
(That every time I get lost inside of
My mother eyes, they recognize
That every time I'm a mess in my mind)