Pulley - Barf lyrics

Why every time when something hurts someone
Always comes up and wants to make it worse?
I'll never make the cover of a rolling stone
But at least i know my life's my own
On my back porch what it will mean
On my notes tell me what they'll mean
Splitting up the difference between
One and two
Doesn't make a difference between me and you
What the signs they say the
Trucks are weaving back
And forth on any day but
Sunday at four o' clock
And the meter's running too late
Now put your quarter in and you
Know you won't be found
I know inside that your're afraid of me
I've become all the things
That i said i would be something more
Than rehearsed the pain i feel contained
I look in the mirror and i saw someone else