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And the drunks outside are howling like small animals And I hear a bottle scrape, then explode And I as I lean out to see All the smoke being blown free Forms a cloud around my nose And the foam starts tumbling in toward the interstate And I'm quiet, watching colored streetlights blur Lately, every empty week Is a marble in my cheek I can't speak a simple word I really hate to be so silent right as you're going away SongtexteBut every time you visit me I feel too wiped out to say I don't want my sons to be Anything like me But I'd love my daughters to Be like you So I'm swallowing those raindrops like they're medicine I can feel them in the soles of my shoes So they won't shoot back up north Well yeah, of course God, I'm so tired of big news If the lovechild you were always planning on Would arrive in time to slaughter my bad dreams At least find me a phone booth Or someplace totally soundproof I've got so much left to see Four years out of my parents' house and I still feel unprepared I never thought I'd live this life just starting to get scared I don't want my sons to be Anything like me But I'd love my daughters to Be like you I really don't believe in God or innocence So there's no way I can tell you where they are But if I was ever close It was eating chocolate toast In the front seat of your car So while on one hand I'm happy for you, secretly I wish you would hang around another year Because I just spent the last With my head stuck in my ass It's a miracle to come clean But if I don't feel so great because I cannot see you soon At least I've got that video of you dancing in my room I don't want my sons to be Anything like me But I'd love my daughters to Be like you Aus Songtexte Mania