Blame It On The Weather

Strapped into my engines Never understood my pain Skin, thicker than the plot Scared to turn the page Tennessee, the tip of Maine Every highway feels the same Ive sweltered in the sun But I Feel for the rain August was on fire September burned me out Stayed home for halloween Cuz my costume was myself I ain't tryna fake it But I feel like someone else Now the weatherman's high of 45 has my ego on the shelf I'm still a kid from a rivertown But now I look my age Cuz that winter wind is blowin' in Drawing lines here on my face I cut my hair and inked my skin Stringin' my last threads of innocence together I'll just blame it on the weather Seems like people die When them flowers do the same Maybe they get tired With these colder shorter days And as Im gettin older, my questions they ain't changed Just better gettin closure, when there's one thing I can blame I'm still a kid from a rivertown But now I look my age Cuz that winter wind is blowin' in Drawing lines here on my face I cut my hair and inked my skin Stringin my last threads of innocence together I'll just blame it on the weather I'm still a kid from a rivertown But now I look my age Cuz that winter wind is blowin' in Drawing lines here on my face I cut my hair and inked my skin Stringin' my last threads of innocence together I'll just blame it on the weather