I\'ve worn out my welcome
In the local bars
I\'ve walked the sidewalk lookin\'
In the windows of familar cars
I know exactly what ya look like
But I only see the dust you leave
It\'s a bad sign when I feel like cryin\'
At some sad song singer
With his heart upon his sleeve

Walked by some kids in a vacant lot
And I wish I could be like them
But here I am all grown up tryin\'
To get my feet on the ground again
It seems everythin\' is a trigger on a gun
Always shot at your memory
It\'s a bad sign when I feel like cryin\'
At some sad song singer
With his heart upon his sleeve

I wish I could talk to somebody
Sit up all night with a friend
Help me put one foot in front of the other
And get me back on my track again

I wish I could talk to somebody
Sit up all night with a friend
Help me put one foot in front of the other
And get me back on my track again

I\'ve worn out my welcome
In the local bars
I\'ve walked the sidewalk lookin\'
In the windows of familar cars
I know exactly what ya look like
But I only see the dust you leave
It\'s a bad sign when I feel like cryin\'
At some sad song singer
With his heart upon
Such a bad sign when I feel like cryin\'
At some sad song singer
With his heart upon his sleeve
Heart upon his sleeve
Heart upon his sleeve
Heart upon his sleeve