Take the pens from your drawers And draw animals that you've never seen in real life Use your mind, make them justice Draw them as crooked as you can make them look I feel like a kid And you feel sorry for me I feel like a kid And you're just trying to help me But then it hits me Never believe a promise a man makes When you pick up flowers on your home Do you see it as something special? Or when you feed your pets before searching for a job What's the point? Do you expect to feel something new? Cause I can't feel a thing I feel like a kid And you feel sorry for me I feel like a kid And you're just trying to help me But then it hits me Never believe a promise a man makes