Getting Over Ourselves

Remember that street we grew up on

You'd guide me on the radio flyer

Remember pushing the leaves into big piles

You'd always jump in first

While I got upset and began to cry

And you would have a stressed look in your eyes

Today I went home to visit dad

He had lost what he looked forward to each day

And you know this is when he needs you the most

Because at the moment you're only a fucking ghost

He got upset and began to cry

And you just had a stressed look in your eyes

So stop pretending everything is alright

You must think i'm a fucking imbecile

I think you really think that