Pinebox

Long day, high on the eye of the wave

Lean back, put the change in your pocket, playing games

But there's nothing at stake, so you let yourself slide

Now you're slippin' away, yeah, you're slippin' away

So all in, everybody's losin' 'cause there's nothin' to win

You are not what you've been

You are divided by what you could still be

And then subtracted from the pieces of ya that you still can't see

You're chasin' the same thing

You buried in the backyard

Of the house you grew up in

A pinebox of nothin'

Scream out every song you ever heard

Be loud, if you don't know the words

Just say sorry 'til you're blue in the face

It'll make you feel the same way, full of that glorious shame

And don't wait to lock the door and talk to yourself

Before you know it, you'll be somebody else

Break in your mirror today

Start with, "Mister, I don't think you really told me your name

But god damn, good game"

You're chasin' the same thing

You buried in the backyard

Of the house you grew up in

A pinebox of nothin'

A daydream of leaving

A place that's lived only

On pages for ages

Push back now, erase it

Don't try to replace it

Don't try to replace it

Don't try to replace it

Don't try to replace it

Don't try to replace it

Don't try to replace it

(Oh-oh-oh)

(Oh-oh-oh)

(Oh)

Don't try to replace it

(Oh-oh-oh)

(Oh-oh-oh)

(Oh)

Don't try to replace it

You're chasin' the same thing

You buried in the backyard

Of the house you grew up in

A pinebox of nothin'

A daydream of leaving

A place that's lived only

On pages for ages

Push back now, erase it