Lay It on Me

I thank god my hands are clean from most of what this world has seen

The shells of empty men, the shells of ancient battle ships below

So I step out my apartment, shed a lighter, shed a spark, share a smoke, share my history repeat myself until it’s time to go

I’ll be the first one on your front lawn shouting out your name

Also the first to disappoint you though your innocence remains, all as long as I’m entertained

Could you take all your worries, could you leave them all behind? Are you tired of other people making up your mind? when you’re troubled, you can lay your trouble onto me.

I can trace my steps back to the place I met your daughter, there’s a bridge we’d watch the cars roll over, cans and murky water down below

We’re still drinking from the well our parents were drinking from, we’re just a stones throw from the heartland, the place where you grew

Up, ooooh getting tired of keeping up.

See you could paint a picture of the place you’d rather be, are you tired of reliving those fucked up memories, when you’re troubled, you can lay your trouble onto me

See you could paint a picture of the place you’d rather be, are you tired of reliving those fucked up memories, when you’re troubled, you can lay your trouble onto me