My eyes are burning from the smell of gasoline
Red wine on the carpet and ashes on the sheets
You see me laughing out in the corner
Though you must know I want to scream
This all just went to hell
But that’s not where I want to be
My ego is a terrible host
Always searching outside for the butt of the joke
But inside of my head is a haunted kaleidoscope
Folding inside of itself telling me I can never be sold
But I wanna be gold
I’m almost thirty somehow I’m still learning how to breathe
Sometimes I think I was better at this when I was seventeen
And the hour glass is running, the overpass
Is coming faster than it seemed
And this all just went to hell
But that’s not where I thought I’d be
My ego is a terrible host
Always searching outside for somebody to hold
But inside of my head is a haunted kaleidoscope
Folding inside of itself telling me I can never be sold
But I wanna be gold
I’m trying to be happy for you
I’m trying to be proud of myself
Will it ever get easier?
My ego is a terrible host
Always searching outside for some fire to stoke
But inside of my head is a haunted kaleidoscope
Folding inside of itself telling me I can never be sold
I just wanna be gold
I still wanna be gold
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