Watch the kid staring out the window
Who thinks he thought he might of seen his mom
But the woman he knows to that he knows too well is gone

So you can go ahead and blame the nineties
Start blaming them for just bein' cruel
But if you start blaming them, then blame the other years too

I found a picture in a stack in the box and thought
She hadn't really looked this good in years
I'll start looking like you when I stop looking in a mirror
Yeah, I'll start looking like you when I stop looking in a mirror

So you can go ahead and change your idols
I'll start acting like this kid I knew in school
Talkin' shit real quiet, selling smokes, and stealing booze
Lyin' 'bout my family and the reason that I moved

I ride around starin' at the houses
Only see the ones I never will afford
Same with my memory of you and all the times I felt ignored

So I'ma go ahead and say I been a saint and
I'll tell it to you till I get through heaven's doors
When I crumble to dust leaving dirt and a dull sword

Yeah, I'ma go ahead and say I've been a saint and
I'll tell it to you till I get to heaven's door
When I crumble to dust leaving some dirt and a dull sword
When I crumble to dust leaving some dirt and a dull sword