Haircut

Storm took the phone lines down

And now your ride can't call

And you're bouncing off the walls

I stretched my arms real wide

Tried to break your fall

But you got up mad as hell, told me that I had it all

I tried to heal your wounds

Just to say I helped

Just to say that some small fame ain't made me someone else

It ain't a high road now

Just uneven ground

And I ain't even around to slow your speeding down

You told me if a lie turned true

A lie it would still be

You ain't a god damn hero now cuz you cry on live TV

But at least I got a soul still

Even if I'm in a bad place

Even if I'm eating fast food

Sleeping at my dad's place

I'm happy for your haircut

I'm glad you got your act cleaned

But you're showing up like bad news

And leaving like a bad dream

Help me if it helps you sleep

Don't need your cosign now

Oh, we get along just fine

For two hundred years we laid bricks in the dirt

Put solar in the copper mines

You grew your hair out long

Now you think you're Jesus Christ

Ain't nobody mistaking your guilt for some great sacrifice

Got bored in the New Hampshire space

You left us for the New York Times

Now you stumble around like a ghost, tellin' people how you died

You told me if a lie turned true

A lie it would still be

You ain't a god damn hero now cuz you cry on live TV

But at least I got a soul still

Even if I'm in a bad place

Even if I'm eating fast food

Sleeping at my dad's place

I'm happy for your haircut

I'm glad you got your act cleaned

You're showing up like bad news

And leaving like a bad dream

Help me if it helps you sleep

Help me if it helps you write

Help me if it helps you leave

Help me if it helps you lie

Crying in the bathroom, baby

I drove your ass home

You walked into a haunted house

And got angry at the ghosts

We were fine without you baby

Long after you're gone

Spare us all the pity love

Save it for the microphone

But at least I got a soul still

Even if I'm in a bad place

Even if I'm eating fast food

Sleeping at my dad's place

I'm so happy for your haircut

I'm glad you got your act cleaned

But you're showing up like bad news

And leaving like a bad dream

Help me if it helps you sleep

Help me if it helps you write

Help me if it helps you leave

Help me if it helps you lie

We were fine without you, baby