American Scene Last Chopper Out Of Saigon
Tell me what it was you think you missed the most,
Was it the city lights reflecting off the coast?
Or my self-destructive style?
You could hear me sing for miles and miles and miles,
About the hand that I was dealt being so unfair
Oh my god, just to think I'd be caught at square one once again,
And I know how that sounds
But I swear to God that I'll be coming back around again...
I think I'm almost fine for the first time in a long time.
I'm finding out why none of this made sense when I was on my back.
I started picking up the slack that I let float away over the past 365 days.
We were spending late nights on the phone,
After months without a single call back home.
And for a second I thought you were making me okay
But, then I took a step back and remembered all the wasted days.
Maybe everyone's right, maybe I spent too much time
Collapsing in on myself.
I think I'm done collapsing in on myself.
I think I'm almost fine for the first time in a long time.
I'm finding out why none of this made sense when I was on my back.
I started picking up the slack that I let float away over the past 365 days.
I'll take a step out of my mind;
Draw open the blinds; let the world back in once again,
'Cause I spent a summer making promises I never planned to keep.
I spent the spring before in bed wanting nothing more than to stay asleep.
She said, "Just settle down a little, settle down kid...
Just settle down a little, settle down..."
Alright, I'll settle down a little, I'll turn my shit around...
Yeah, I'll settle down a little, and turn my shit around!
I think I'm almost fine for the first time in a long time.
I'm finding out why none of this made sense when I was on my back.
I started picking up the slack that I let float away over the past 365 days.
