18 Summers

I spent about 18 summers
Late teen bummer
I should've asked to call you
But I ain't the one to talk at all
I sit inside all winter as my parents tell me
Son, you gotta learn to hold that tongue
But I kept mouthing off on bourbon eye
Oh, Christmas felt so bitter when my dad died

But then there was you
Standing on a mountain
Would come down and talk to me?

And she said
Boy I'm lonely, are you lonely too?
Well come and be my fool
And I said
I'm so ugly, insecure, obtuse
Am I not cool enough for you?

Something's gotta change if you don't wanna switch positions
Someone's gotta give so now you've found another victim
A clawed thorn in my torn heart at your decisions

And she said
Boy I'm lonely, are you lonely too?
Well come and be my fool
And I said
I'm so ugly, insecure, obtuse
What, am I not cool enough for you?