Tied Up My Hands

I turned to my friend and the look in his eyes said

I might never be as young as i am again

I said that we'd go when the next good song comes on

He said make it fast man let's not stay here too long

To give a little means i have to spend until i die

The underground is mainstream and the mainstream is a lie

She says she's wasting her time in this city in this room

But please don't believe me when i say i don't miss you

So tie up my hands and then i'll keep my hands to myself

So tie up my hands i won't lay them on anyone else

So tie up my hands but who complains when walking from hell

Tie them up tie them up

Was walking home half asleep nowhere to go to

That's me in the back seat and you in the photo

Looked up from a taxicab swear that i'd seen her

The rain in the stoplight was as if i dreamed her

And everybody tells me that bad weather's coming in

I hate the way i look and i despise the way i sing

And everybody hates themselves despite all that they say

But i can't complain though welcome a new day