Bad Eyes

I don't have very good eyes

Rubbing them dry

To ask myself

If it'll matter in a few years

If it'll matter tomorrow

Relapse or wake up

There was something wrong

Staying too long

Not letting you move on

Keeping you in a song

I couldn't let go

But there you go

I see roots taking shape

Pain paying its way back to its place in the dirt

I used to be so hurt

But now i'm letting the words be words

I don't have very good eyes

Rubbing them dry

And rubbing you out of my life

And rubbing you out

Relapse or wake up

There was something wrong

Staying too long

Not letting you move on

Keeping you in a song

I couldn't let go

But there you go

(And here I am)

(here I am)

(here I am)