How do you cope with all that's lost Do you put up walls just like me? I have goals and aspirations Leading me to better places away from here I'm hardly waiting around for any options Settle in your new apartment by the beach Where you're suppose to be happy The smell of smoke on your old clothes Your flannel is torn and faded But you like the way they made it You're hardly waiting around for options But I am calm about it all Try to keep my composure Till this storm blows over and over It's still hard to say I get all of my traits from you It's still hard to say I get all of my traits from you I get all of my traits from you