Rest Of Us

Tonight I found a shadow of me Hiding in a photograph I left on my high school tees They always said nobody makes it out of this town you see But who I am ain’t a picture of who I could be Yeah we’re just kids man and we’re all fucked up All these old guns say that we dream too much But though you wasted all your love oh You can’t talk, talk for the rest of us Well I’ve had this nightmare that’s stuck on repeat I’m locked inside a white picket fence and my lips can’t speak They hang a string to either hand and say it’s best you don’t leave Like I’d just sit back and watch you plan a whole life for me Yeah we’re just kids man and we’re all fucked up All these old guns say that we dream too much But though you wasted all your love oh You can’t talk, talk for the rest of us The rest of us The rest of us But though you wasted all your love oh You can’t talk, talk for the rest of us Tossing and I’m turning in these sheets Playing shows under bedroom lights Watching people hoping that the penny might drop ‘for it gets too late So many parts of me that you won’t ever know were there Coz all that you do is push me away Yeah we’re just kids man and it’s so messed up You think we’re all dumb, broke or we drink too much But though you wasted all your love oh You can’t talk, talk for the rest of us The rest of us The rest of us But though you wasted all your love oh You can’t talk, talk for the rest of us --- Rest Of Us - Blake Rose