What's Your Name Again?
Baby, you are bold Brave Broken You are running from the girl you love Because you are too afraid to break your own heart
Honey, you are ripped jeans Paper cuts Melted head aches You are a small tragedy That stinging in your wrist you just ignore
Lover you are wavering Wasting Wasted You are calling her after too many beers Asking for her love Her voicemail eager to listen
Child, you are chipped paint A flashing face A number Your story is minuscule On the scale of injustice Grow up Learn not to be important