Molnar
I went to school when i was younger
But I learned about room and board
I was smart, bright, and gifted
I got over it like a cold
What do I do with this anger?
Guitar's broken on the floor
I am the one who broke it
I don't want to play anymore
Curse my love curse my luck
Rain falls upon me as day slowly turns into night
That's enough thats enough
That's enough thunder for one man to bear in his life
Some stories I wrote but don't publish
On the shelf near the couch
I'm proud of the place I'm creative
Without an amp won't announce
My heart has been broke so often
Hold it tonight with something gome glue
A darkness redress descends over my town
And daylight brings nothing new
Curse your name curse your face
Curse everything that we ever used to fight
There's a game that I play with these pieces
Move them around like it's chess
Who jumps on who and who's failing
And why's no one here a success
The weight and the age on my shoulders
A burden so high I can't count
Nothing I've found makes it better
Nothing you give in any amount
Living the dream living the dream
Dragging the boat up the side of a mountain so high
