I woke up still drunk on a screened in back porch
Where I thought of how much I hate thinking about divorce
Lost in conversation
Whatever feels like you again
Then twelve beers later I thought he was gonna cry
Said "where did all that beauty go while I was doing time?"
Beauty comes to those who sit
Beauty left while I was sleeping in
We read the future out the palm of your hand
You were turned from a monument to a backwoods man
And all of the compliments you don't understand
Left us drunk in a soccer field at 4 a.m.
And I wonder if I look like him
I woke up still young to a new record label
And I thought what I'd done just to make it all tamable
In all those compliments I don't understand
That left me in a soccer field at your command
Till two drinks later
I left like a father
Just to act like nothing happens
But it does
And even in the winter
With my eye on the calendar
I wonder if I look like him
I woke up still strung out from the night before
So I watched what I sung for the rest of that tour
Now we're afraid of what exists
We used to belong to churches
There's no use in hiding the fact sometimes I get bored
When I hate thinking how much I hate thinking of how I'm yours
I have not come back down since