You'll be accepting my apology
For taking things too seriously
Sometimes I'm old enough to keep routines
Sometimes I'm child enough to scream
For everything, I broke in two
You're barely missing me, I'm missing you
And everything you do, I really do
My once photographic memory
For recollection's sake is failing me
I can't remember for the life of me
Sometimes I can think to recite
Words that I read and rewrite
My pens paint people that I've proven wrong
Sometimes I can think to recite
Words that I read and rewrite
My pens paint people that I've proven wrong
All of my accounts of someone else
I'm quick enough to judge that they were wrong
That we knew it all along
Sing a long, long-winded song
I would be content to hum along, hum
If I state that my fingers know where to show
What everyone should have known, I'll let it go
Any words that I put in print
Have strength enough to walk away
Sometimes I can think to recite
Words that I read and rewrite
My pens paint people that I've proven wrong
Sometimes I can think to recite
Words that I read and rewrite
My pens paint people that I've proven wrong
Sometimes I can think to recite
Words that I read and rewrite
My pens paint people that I've proven wrong
Sometimes I can think to recite
Words that I read and rewrite
My pens paint people that I've proven wrong
Read and rewrite it wrong
WRITERS
JAMES DEWEES, JAMES SUPTIC, MATTHEW PATRICK PRYOR, ROB POPE, RYAN POPE