Storm took the phone lines downAnd now your ride can't callAnd you're bouncing off the wallsI stretched my arms real wide, tried to break your fallBut you got up, mad as hell, and told me that I had it allI tried to heal your wounds just to say I helpedJust to say that some small fameAin't made me someone elseIt ain't a high road now, it's just uneven groundAnd I ain't even around to slow your speedin' downYou told me, "If a lie turned true,A lie it would still be"You ain't a goddamn hero now 'cause you cry on live TVBut at least I got a soul still,Even if I'm in a bad placеEven if I'm eatin' fast food,Sleepin' at my dad's placeI'm happy for your haircut,I'm glad you got your act clеanYou're showin' up like bad newsAnd leavin' like a bad dreamHelp me if it helps you sleepI don't need your cosign now,Oh, we get along just fineFor two hundred years, we laid bricks in the dirt,Put solar in the copper minesYou grew your hair out long,Now you think you're Jesus ChristThere ain't nobody mistakin' your guiltFor some great sacrificeGot bored of the New Hampshire space,You left us for the New York TimesAnd now you stumble around like a ghost,Tellin' people how you diedYou told me, "If a lie turned true,A lie it would still be"You ain't a goddamn hero now 'cause you cry on live TVBut at least I got a soul still,Even if I'm in a bad placeEven if I'm eatin' fast food,Sleepin' at my dad's placeI'm happy for your haircut,I'm glad you got your act cleanYou're showin' up like bad newsAnd leavin' like a bad dreamHelp me if it helps you sleepHelp me if it helps you writeHelp me if it helps you leaveHelp me if it helps you lieCrying in the bathroom, babyDrove your ass homeYou walked into a haunted houseAnd got angry at the ghostsWe were fine without you,Baby, long after you're goneSpare us all the pity, love,Save it for the microphoneBut at least I got a soul still,Even if I'm in a bad placeEven if I'm eatin' fast food,Sleepin' at my dad's placeI'm so happy for your haircut,I'm glad you got your act cleanYou're showin' up like bad newsAnd leavin' like a bad dreamHelp me if it helps you sleepHelp me if it helps you writeHelp me if it helps you leaveHelp me if it helps you lieWe were fine without you, babyDespite all odds, that was great
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Storm took the phone lines down
And now your ride can't call
And you're bouncing off the walls
I stretched my arms real wide, tried to break your fall
But you got up, mad as hell, and told me that I had it all
I tried to heal your wounds just to say I helped
Just to say that some small fame
Ain't made me someone else
It ain't a high road now, it's just uneven ground
And I ain't even around to slow your speedin' down
You told me, "If a lie turned true,
A lie it would still be"
You ain't a goddamn hero now 'cause you cry on live TV
But at least I got a soul still,
Even if I'm in a bad placе
Even if I'm eatin' fast food,
Sleepin' at my dad's place
I'm happy for your haircut,
I'm glad you got your act clеan
You're showin' up like bad news
And leavin' like a bad dream
Help me if it helps you sleep
I don't need your cosign now,
Oh, we get along just fine
For two hundred years, we laid bricks in the dirt,
Put solar in the copper mines
You grew your hair out long,
Now you think you're Jesus Christ
There ain't nobody mistakin' your guilt
For some great sacrifice
Got bored of the New Hampshire space,
You left us for the New York Times
And now you stumble around like a ghost,
Tellin' people how you died
You told me, "If a lie turned true,
A lie it would still be"
You ain't a goddamn hero now 'cause you cry on live TV
But at least I got a soul still,
Even if I'm in a bad place
Even if I'm eatin' fast food,
Sleepin' at my dad's place
I'm happy for your haircut,
I'm glad you got your act clean
You're showin' up like bad news
And leavin' like a bad dream
Help me if it helps you sleep
Help me if it helps you write
Help me if it helps you leave
Help me if it helps you lie
Crying in the bathroom, baby
Drove your ass home
You walked into a haunted house
And got angry at the ghosts
We were fine without you,
Baby, long after you're gone
Spare us all the pity, love,
Save it for the microphone
But at least I got a soul still,
Even if I'm in a bad place
Even if I'm eatin' fast food,
Sleepin' at my dad's place
I'm so happy for your haircut,
I'm glad you got your act clean
You're showin' up like bad news
And leavin' like a bad dream
Help me if it helps you sleep
Help me if it helps you write
Help me if it helps you leave
Help me if it helps you lie
We were fine without you, baby
Despite all odds, that was great
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