Here Comes Treble

I wrote this for my brother I didn't mean to become a stranger And this is for my mother How could I ever turn and leave this place? Now listen, Father I need to tell you all I've learned from you It's written on my face As I drive 'round the world in disgrace Does the telephone ring? Can't wait to show you what a jaded fuck I've become I'm officially finished singing about some better way Because we're all so young and there's time to change Just tell me, aren't these the reddest eyes you've ever seen? Sitting on the steps of where my family's grown I fold from this game After the hundredth time, this feeling's passed over me I'll try my best not to take my time Making the telephone ring I'll waste my life and never make up the time I wrote this for my brother I didn't mean to become a stranger And this is for my mother How could I ever turn and leave this place? Now listen, Father I need to tell you all I've learned from you It's written on my face As I drive 'round the world in disgrace I'm not gonna take my time Making the telephone ring I'll waste my life and never make up the time Are you still happy to see my pale face? Oh, tell me why I rot on the inside Dry your eyes off in half-time We'll only speak when it matters to me How I despise this disguise I'll never take my time Making the telephone ring I'll waste my life and never make up the time Are you happy to see my pale face? Oh, tell me why I sit and I rot on the inside I can't find The words to dry your eyes (Ain't life grand sometimes?)