The first time i saw you

you worked selling hot dogs and stealing your mom's vcr

you sold your nintendo for a shitty drum set

that you sold for a shittier car

i remember you hitting your girlfriend

once or twice when she got in your face

you come sell us weed or you'd just watch tv

and she'd sit in your chevy and wait


the first time i saw you

you worked at the lakeview with that guy with those bad tattoos

someone had broken your heart

and you worked it out fucking the regular

your smile was amazing, your apartment was tiny

your arms and your back were all bruised

sometimes you wore glasses

that you didn't like over eyes that were sparkly blue


howdy stranger, how ya been?

a million distant memories of a million distant friends


the last time i saw you

we split a pitcher or two at some hillbilly bar

your heart was all shattered

your hair was all greasy and long and your hands were all hard

i remember saying to dump your girlfriend

she was making both of us sick

it's not a lot, but it's what i got

it's harder and harder to stick to the script


it's harder these days

it's harder to stay