You left the door open,
For only a night;
I remember seeing you walking,
Right out of sight.

You're a big boy now!
A small young man,
Somewhere in between all of that,
You don't mean allot to me.

I still smile at the good times,
But they will always be past tense,
I have an older brother now;
His name is Big Bridge Ridge,
But even he likes to deceive.
He's lying to his own mother,
even while she weeps and pleeds.

So I did my time on my own,
Cursing and plotting,
hating the world.
But it wasn't my fault,
All of those rich kids,
Parading around like dressed up *****.

I was just angry at what had happened,
all those years ago.
But I found my therapy,
In a song sent to me.

Nevertheless he cried,
life moves on,
Just please please, play by the rules.
Its those three words he spoke off;
That rescued me.