Making the best of the days
That's making up the worst of years
The distance from here to there
Is further than it first appears
Travel the states of your mind
Spending too much time alone
Gone out looking for fun
But only bringing anger home
No one here can give protection
To save you from yourself
You might need direction
And we won't call it help
Cut off my hands if you must
I know that it's not your style
But what lies under the dust
When you haven't moved for a while
If the situation's hopeless
You settle for a second prize
It all comes back into focus
When you uncover your eyes
I don't mind all the freaks
That you always bring around
Or the way you hang your crucifixes
Upside down
Tomorrow you can face the weather
Or f*** it all up today
But could you keep it together
Just while i'm away
That's making up the worst of years
The distance from here to there
Is further than it first appears
Travel the states of your mind
Spending too much time alone
Gone out looking for fun
But only bringing anger home
No one here can give protection
To save you from yourself
You might need direction
And we won't call it help
Cut off my hands if you must
I know that it's not your style
But what lies under the dust
When you haven't moved for a while
If the situation's hopeless
You settle for a second prize
It all comes back into focus
When you uncover your eyes
I don't mind all the freaks
That you always bring around
Or the way you hang your crucifixes
Upside down
Tomorrow you can face the weather
Or f*** it all up today
But could you keep it together
Just while i'm away