Your Back Porch - Knuckle Puck

It’s 4am again and I’m falling asleep with the headphones in

It shouldn’t be like this

And it’s so hard to act like I’m over this

When everything you said tore my heart out of my chest

I just wanna feel something again

I’m not innocent

Not in the least bit

Selfish wishful thinking

And if this mess that I left in the southwest is in your head

Then I’m not the only one digging up the dead

You swear you’re a safe bet, but I know that you’re not

And I think that’s why I’m here and you still think I’m wrong

But there’s nothing between you and me

Not anymore

Not on your back porch at 4am

I’m in this van hoping I won’t see you again

I just wanna feel something again

I’m not innocent

Not in the least bit

Selfish wishful thinking

And if this mess that I left in the southwest is in your head

Then I’m not the only one digging up the dead

(My family gets smaller every year)

Does your conscience keep you awake?

Because one day all that you’ve felt in those bones will make them break

But now I know just how you see me, and I want you to know

You won’t grow out of selfish, you’ll just find better ways to hide it

If you gave all that you take, the weight would take its toll and your skeleton

would cave

I just wanna feel something again

I’m not innocent

Not in the least bit

Selfish wishful thinking

And if this mess that I left in the southwest is in your head

Then I’m not the only one digging up the dead