I can break If you set up But tell me if I'm being way to tough again 'Cause I could cry Every single time I ever close my eyes And bolt strike could pike me up But not to high 'Couse I can not understand The metric high Of the ceiling fan trough my infant eyes And oh Old man Charlie you could be my best friend with luck But I've gone and fuck that up And I wrote this song so you would know That old man Charlie I loved you So Mmm Pick a fight And say some words Hold your tongue It's nothing that I haven't heard A million times But it hurts a little more with each goodbye So tie the tie And fill the bowl I just like the days When we would night and To oh oh oh To realize We were never meant to be in paradise And oh Old man Charlie you could be my best friend with luck But I've gone and fuck that up And I wrote this song so you would know That old man Charlie I loved you So Throw the line Into the brush Untangle me I grab myself caught in the rush And I can't sleep But I lost my sense of self entirely And oh Old man Charlie, do you love me?