A history of stillness, a blood-line of mental illness 
I'd rather be a fraud and be happy than be known as the realest 
Till the same dark day for my mother and my mother's mother 
And Brooks; I can't get out of bed but I can write hooks 
Wife's a maniac but she's the only one that's still around 
Three in the afternoon on the sunny day layin' on the ground 
I want to feel the way I felt when I was layin' with my dad 
But I don't know if I want it that bad 
I think about what I don't have 
Five days a week sad, other two just mad 
Six in the mornin' in the back of a cab 
And I don't know if I want it that bad 
It ain't non-stop to heaven there's a lay-over in hell 
And I've been sittin' here for ten years talkin' and sayin' on the cell 
You gotta be kiddin' me, I ain't signed up for this 
And you wonder why Steaknife got scars on his wrist's 
My heart got a black eye 
Sometime I get scared that I might cry 
Why do I pretend that I'm not shy 
Sometime all I can do is just stay high 
I think about what I don't have 
Five days a week sad, other two just mad 
Six in the mornin' in the back of a cab 
And I don't know if I want it that bad 
What I've lost and what I've seen 
All in order to fulfill my dreams 
Thought I had to be like my dad 
But I don't know if I want it that bad 
Water-fountains to the sidewalk, talk 
Can't to myself but I can't stop 
The up and down and up and down, smilin' to a frown 
Town to town, same scenery, same sound 
Don't my know skank when I wake so I sleep late 
Everywhere I go I'm still there I can't shake 
Me and my mind L.I. Ice Teas and 
Three or four lines and now I'm fine 
Maybe not 
My head in my hands again 
You know where I've been 
My head in my hands again 
My head in my hands again 
You know where I've been 
My head in my hands again 
My head in my hands again 
Do you know where I've been 
I think about what I don't have 
Five days a week sad, other two just mad 
Six in the mornin' in the back of a cab 
And I don't know if I want it that bad 
Sun comin' up and I need some sleep 
Eyes are red and I'm feeling weak 
I can out do you and I can out do me 
But all that I really want is peace 
What I've lost and what I've seen 
All in order to fulfill my dreams 
Thought I had to be like my dad 
But I don't know if I want it that bad 
But I don't know if I want it that bad 
My head in my hands again 
My head in my hands again