Walked Streets, Ventured out in the dark Drifter asked for some change while he was pushin his cart It's Just a facade with some old accolades Burning a hole inside the world of today My ears catch the call of the proud and spade Boxed up so nicely, unaware of the pain I guess that everyone makes the same mistakes While the trash blocks the fire escape You may believe me I know it's not that bad But what I'm used to, I just don't get right back I like the neighbors, they seem to know me too It makes me so sad when I'm stuck with you Fistful of things that you find on the page Perfect fit slacks that reveal your last name It's a new chapter, a whole new start Either you're living or falling apart You may believe me I know it's not that bad But what I'm used to, I just don't get right back I like the neighbors, they seem to know me too It makes me so sad when I'm stuck with you