I see you're out again I hear that you're doing fine And I guess that's okay I guess I don't mind I was a fool back then I was out of line I told you I loved you, Because I felt alive And I don't I don't know My mother's old brother's guitar strings Have finally broken Like all things do Am I a piece of who you are now? Do you carry me around? Do you cast me out, Like I do to you? Like I do to you? Maybe I should grow up Maybe I should be fine Or maybe I am make believe Maybe I am the puppet strings Maybe I am the spare time you spent between your sheets Maybe I am the spare time you spent between your sheets I am the spare time And your time And your time