I don't remember ever being someone else But here i am, on this stage singing like i mean it Watching you stare back at me Like you've seen a ghost, which is pretty close You can see through what i believed in I was an instrument, i was a messenger But what you are doesn't matter until you've sold it And i've nothing left for you to buy I let you watch us whither In the name of something bigger I guess that i was given Something greater than my hands could hold I know that i could fake this and you'd eat it up But it's not in me to cheat your parents out of their money See, i'm no more a tortured artist than a self-serving, temperamental addict to the sound of my own praise And i could write for days and days without finding a word that would bear repeating But still, i can't put this pen down, like it's going to somehow make you proud or make me more of a man than i am now Or allow us the words to respond for the years that this song has taken And i've nothing left for us to say So this is where i brought us To float without a purpose The fire i lit consumed us The boat, the crew, the tourists We all paid to be Something greater than my hands could hold