Washington Square Park

I’m looking for the upsides to these panic-attack nights

where I’m staying in eating take-out food by TV light

I’m trying to play the b-side to this awkward life of mine

You could flip me over

I’d sing a few lines about how

I’m so used to shooting myself in the kneecaps

standing in the way of progress or letting down my friends

I’m nailing shards of hope together

to put something over my head

because you know here it’s always raining

and it happened again. It happened again

She said, “I let this slide when we were younger

You know you don’t have to write like this

The whole world’s full of losers

If you get a chance to win, take it”

I stood on the roof with Matt and Molly

Watched the gray slide off the city

because it’s finally spring

We rode our bikes over to 6th Street

to Washington Square Park

to see if the tides would turn for me

I’m nailing shards of hope together

to put something over my head

because you know here it’s always raining

and it happened again. It happened again

She said, “I let this slide when we were younger

You know you don’t have to write like this

The whole world’s full of losers

If you get a chance to win, take it”

I left a lot of blood in California

on our first trip out west

I was younger and restless back then

and I thought, if no one’s in my corner

since everyone left

I’d better make it worth it