Time Out

'Cause I still see
With the same green eyes from when I was a kid
Young and scared of the world

'Cause I still kiss
With the same chapped lips from when I was six
And I still feel with the same frail fingers
Does my scent linger in the linen sheets of your bed

I'm still full of shit
You don't buy a word that I say
But it's okay, I wouldn't either