When I bike to the beach, defiled and ugly
But not to me
Me and my father would go, how it's changed
Now we hardly talk
And when I visit I think of him
The relationship dies as another one begins
Talk to me once about something else other than a car
I barely know who you are
How can I trust what you say when you're stumbling like a fool?
And I know that isn't you, it's not just you
Cuz I'm a punk
We used to bike to the beach
There's a picture holding me I was over the sea
And I know that you love me
But it's hard to see when your eyes are red
And its come full circle
Need to find some peace
At the place where you took me
At the place where you took me
Talk to me once about something else other than a car
I barely know who you are
How can I trust what you say when you're stumbling like a fool?
And I know that isn't you, it's just not you
I need to do my part
I pushed you aside, all the time
And a good man is all I see
When I'm at the beach
I guess, I'm no better than my mother
Let the dirty laundry out and clear the clutter
(Well my eyes haven't been this small in quite some time)