You're not there To celebrate the man that you made Is it fair? You'll never know the person I'll be Every step I take, you used to lead the way Now I'm terrified to face it on my own To share in my my success and mistakes I only got you in my stories

And I can't explain It's surely not his brain that makes me thrill I used to dream that I'd discover The perfect lover someday I knew I'd recognize him If ever he came 'round my way I always used to fancy then He'd be one of those god-like kind of men

Somewhere in between, you and I will always be Come meet me in the middle (You and I will always be) You and I will always be somewhere between I can't get rid of you, all the places that I used to go and kick it All this weight that I'm liftin', trippy

This time will be the last time This time if you want me to come back, it's up to you But remember I won't allow the things you used to do You're gonna have to toe the mark and walk the line This time if I should feel unwanted, I won't stay Each tomorrow

If he dies, he dies I used to smoke to get high, now I smoke to get vibes I used to tote the semi, I still tote the semi Keep it on the East Side, keep it on the B-side But he be talking out his ass, what is all that shit about? And you still ain't seen

At the howling wind You know he got the cure You know he went astray He used to stay awake To drive the dreams he had away He wanted to believe In the hands of love His head it felt heavy As he cut across the land

They're the children on parade And nobody knows All the girls and boys have gone away They never really had much to say They took off all their clothes and their shoes Politely asked to be excused They have a secret they can share All the broken toys lie

Before I walk away You better learn to crawl He wants to see you crawl The reds and the whites and abused The crucified USA As their hypocrisy unfolds Oh hell is truly on its way They want to see us crawl Before they walk away

Sweet surrender on the quayside You remember we used to run and hide In the shadow of the cargoes I take you one time And we're counting all the numbers down to the waterline Near misses on the dog leap stairways French kisses in the darkened doorways A

This used to be the place we ran to This used to be my childhood dream This used to be the place I ran to Whenever I was in need Of a friend Why did it have to end And why do they always say This used to be my playground (used to be) This used to be our