I'm not cryin' for ya
I'll let the angels bore ya
I'm just tryin' to understand
One, two, three, four, five I'm callin'
Julie you just keep on walkin'
I can't laugh at all that matters
I can't sleep at night without a stare
But I'm not cryin' for ya
Is that a big box for ya?
I'm just tryin' to make some
Make some change
I am sick of your goldfish manners
(I am)
I am sick of being in my head
(I know)
No one talks about my problem
(No one, I know)
No one really cares if I'm not here
But I ain't cryin for ya
My greenest eyes are for ya
I'll get up and fly some
Someday
Hold my hand and hold my temper
(Hold my hand)
Hold my ticket while I go away
'Cause all the earth and all the angels
(All the angels)
All the crystal Crosses are the same
They're the same
But I ain't dying for ya
Built that big box for ya
Mom I'm tryin' to pre
To pretend
Mom, oh, momma
(Mom)