Years

I heard the news when I was at a local bar, I could barely hear a word he said
He told me that my little baby brother hung himself in his room, now he’s dead
So we drove up to Lynchburg, it was me and my best friend
We both knew that it was just the beginning of some something that we wanted to
end
There was a man talkin' filth at the funeral home, he was tryin' to say that
Patrick sinned
I swear if I ever see that bastard pumpin' gas, I’ll light a match and kill him,
his wife, and his kids
Yeah then we partied with the gutters from that lonely town, it was impossible
to sleep
We just got fucked up with my family tree, and we mourned the fallen leaf
Don’t act surprised when I tell you, my heart does not know how to care
I’ve been dealing with this kind of shit for years
I met a girl at my show that I really had to know, I think she thought that I
was sweet
I haven’t seen her in almost two weeks, I think I like her more than she likes
me
I got a job working uptown at a brand new place, what the hell was I thinkin'?
I got so much shit from my last job, I thought I swore I’d never do it again
Don’t act surprised when I tell you my heart does not know how to care
I’ve been dealing with this kind of shit for years
I’ve got the utmost respect for, he deals with every day a lot like me
His ex-con fuck girlfriend sluts her whore shit up and down our street
I thought I had a few friends, they were neighbors of mine until they stole my
black hoodie
They told me that I couldn’t have it back 'cuz it had a rat patch so I screamed
Zach gave that to me
Don’t act surprised when I tell you my heart does not know how to care
I’ve been dealing with this kind of shit
I’ve been dealing with this kind of shit
I’ve been dealing with this kind of shit for years