Day Joy - Fumbling lyrics

Broke road, I sat in the back where you got all afraid of it all at once Talking to me like you were asleep, and I loved you not then - not at all You cut me open, s**ed the blood with a pen and the god-awful sound of the talks screeching to a halt I guess you were an adult when you drove us so drunkenly home Saying you are not like me and you are only free if you learn to be on and on When morning came, we came and bailed you out You said, "let's buy a gun or a dog!" We were fumbling our graves but it wasn't a mistake So, nobody phoned your mom Yeah, we caught the obtuse and the black and the blues And I wanted to turn it all off So you pushed me to the floor said, “Stop chasing these chores and go take a long look at yourself.” Know that you don't deserve a thing Writing your blanket poetry Know that you don't deserve a thing Know that you don't deserve a thing Except for a two dollar bill and the piss-drunken girl When you know that you wanted a god Until the funeral home feeds the televangalist's greed Not the sound at the end of the song So I'm hiding my face like I should be ashamed Of the god awful sound of my drum In all of my dreams I'm still grinding my teeth I don't sleep them all off anymore I didn't think that there were liars like me I didn't think that they were liars