The Waterboy Returns

Hey you, that’s no way out
You can’t find help in a bottle or a cut
They’ll choose the wrong way to remember you
They’ll find the wrong words to say…
Hey man, whatcha thinking about?
Not to be blunt, but haven’t heard from you in days
Are you okay? You can talk to me
Do you have anything to say?
It’s fun to be all talk, but I won’t be here forever
Rough time to be a lost soul, I’m sure, but we feel the same
Death won’t bring friends and flowers to your grave
You don’t know how to behave, when we’re so far
Hey man, whatcha up to now?
That’s so typical Bren, all you sing about is girls
Take a stand, man
You can find a voice that’s not haunted by old flings
Hey kid, think you got a sec?
I can call you, I just wanted to check in
It’s been a lifetime since we spoke last
I have a thousand things to say…
It’s fun to be all talk, but I won’t be here forever
Rough time to be a lost soul, I’m sure, but we feel the same
Death won’t bring friends and flowers to your grave
You don’t know how to behave, when we’re so far
Let’s go, we can’t lose another day
In your old room, caught you wasting away
On accolades for songs you wrote, paralyzed by change
But scared to death that you might stay the same…
Hey man, whatcha thinking about?
Not to be blunt, but haven’t heard from you in days
Are you okay? You can talk to me
Do you have anything to say?
It’s fun to be all talk, but I won’t be here forever
Rough time to be a lost soul, I’m sure, but we feel the same
Death won’t bring friends and flowers to your grave
You don’t know how to behave, when we’re so far