the first time i saw you
you worked selling hot dogs and stealing your mom's vcr
you sold your nintendo for a shitty drum set
that you sold for a shittier car
i remember you hitting your girlfriend
once or twice when she got in your face
you come sell us weed or you'd just watch tv
and she'd sit in your chevy and wait
the first time i saw you
you worked at the lakeview with that guy with those bad tattoos
someone had broken your heart
and you worked it out fucking the regular
your smile was amazing, your apartment was tiny
your arms and your back were all bruised
sometimes you wore glasses
that you didn't like over eyes that were sparkly blue
howdy stranger, how ya been?
a million distant memories of a million distant friends
the last time i saw you
we split a pitcher or two at some hillbilly bar
your heart was all shattered
your hair was all greasy and long and your hands were all hard
i remember saying to dump your girlfriend
she was making both of us sick
it's not a lot, but it's what i got
it's harder and harder to stick to the script
it's harder these days
it's harder to stay
