Somewhere between, Prairie and Doty
In a little blue house, a boy born to tell stories
Before Louis' and Lueder's before me and Boogie we're homies
Before that life became a dream where nobody knows me
The truth to you
Tantrum tethered bob and weave
The things you do
Symptom of a sobbing spree
The putrid stench of false pretense
Wretched works
You make believe
You play pretend
Narrate all you want I'm proud to pay for these mistakes
Burning at both ends ol' boy will bend but he won't break
The truth to you
Tantrum tethered bob and weave
The things you do
Symptom of a sobbing spree
The putrid stench of false pretense
Wretched works
You make believe
You play pretend
They buy it all they eat it up
Half truths
They buy it all they eat it up
Half truths
The way it feels, the extra touch
Half truths
♪
Somewhere between, Prairie and Doty
In a little blue house, a boy born to tell stories
Before Louis' and Lueder's before me and Boogie were homies
Before that life became a dream where nobody knows me
Nobody knows me
Truth, I'm a fucking ghost
♪
With skin like a snake, but the face of a rat
Time flies, two tired eyes, one dying to remember
Your lies, piled high
Burn the black and blue ember
Time flies, two tired eyes, one dying to remember
Your lies, piled high
Burn the black and blue ember
Remember