Tear down the house that I grew up in.

I'll never be the same again.

Take everything that I've collected,

and throw it in a pile.



Bulldoze the woods that I ran through.

Carry the pictures of me and you.

I have no memory of who I once was,

and I don't remember your name.



Park the old car that I love the best.

Inspection's due and it won't pass the test.

It's funny how I have to put it to rest,

and how one day I will join it.



I remember crying over you,

and I don't mean like a couple of tears and I'm blue.

I'm talking about collapsing and screaming at the moon,

but I'm a better man for having gone through it.

Yes, I'm a better man for having gone through.



Ever since I learned how to curse.

I've been using those sorry old words.

But I'm talking to these children and I'm keeping it clean.

I don't need those words to say what I mean.

No, I don't need those words to say what I mean



Tear down the house that I grew up in.

I'll never be the same again.

Take everything that I used to own,

and burn it in a pile



Bulldoze the woods that I ran through.

Carry the pictures of me and you.

I have no memory of who I once was,

and I don't remember your name.