Your Back Porch

It's 4am again and I'm falling asleep with the headphones in It shouldn't be like this And it's so hard to act like I'm over this When everything you said tore my heart out of my chest I just wanna feel something again I'm not innocent Not in the least bit Selfish wishful thinking And if this mess that I left in the southwest is in your head Then I'm not the only one digging up the dead You swear you're a safe bet, but I know that you're not And I think that's why I'm here and you still think I'm wrong But there's nothing between you and me Not anymore Not on your back porch at 4am I'm in this van hoping I won't see you again I just wanna feel something again I'm not innocent Not in the least bit Selfish wishful thinking And if this mess that I left in the southwest is in your head Then I'm not the only one digging up the dead (My family gets smaller every year) Does your conscience keep you awake? Because one day all that you've felt in those bones will make them break But now I know just how you see me, and I want you to know You won't grow out of selfish, you'll just find better ways to hide it If you gave all that you take The weight would take its toll and your skeleton would cave If you gave all that you take The weight would take its toll and your skeleton would cave I just wanna feel something again I'm not innocent Not in the least bit Selfish wishful thinking And if this mess that I left in the southwest is in your head Then I'm not the only one digging up the dead