It seems the judge and the jury
tried to buy me time
I just might be guilty of this crime
It's as if I left the window open overnight
As there are somedays I wake and the world doesn't shine as bright
Maybe it's me and my brain that just don't fit together quite right
The memories I thought I left behind
Those tire tracks just talk dirt behind my back
The more I'm happy the less that you see
Writing salt licked sympathies to show the world just what I'm finding out about me