I was seventeen when I first Gave up on myself Never really cared for much But I'm glad that we talk And I'm sure there's nothing wrong When the sun beats down like it does out there And these days are fucking long Getting longer too as the years fly by We've been through one hell of a lot But I still get twisted up inside Myself Whatever that means And you've been through the works and back Came out pretty well I'd say You're stable now Whatever that means And I can't set foot in Boston No, the streets are way too clean There's a lack of cracked up pavement For me to fall and break my knees Well I'm sure there's nothing wrong When the sun beats down like it does out there And these days are fucking long Getting longer too as the years fly by We've been through one hell of a lot But I still get twisted up inside Myself Whatever that means And you've been through the works and back Came out pretty well I'd say You're stable now Whatever that means