Patrick Park - Something Pretty
Here I am, where I've been, I've walked a hundred miles in tobacco skin, and my clothes are worn & gritty. And I know ugliness, now show me something pretty. I was a dumb punk kid with nothing to lose and too much weight for walking shoes. I could have died from being boring. And as for loneliness, she greets me every morning. At the most I'm a glare, I'm the hopeless son who's hardly there. I'm the open sign that's always busted, I'm the friend you need, but can't be trusted.