I was born in England
Right before we moved to Hawaii
Spent adolescence in new Mexico
Where my brother almost died
He OD'd in some parking lot
On a cocktail of pills
I never spoke to him about that night
And I'm not sure if I ever will
Cause these days i'm still angry
At 9 he sold my 1st guitar
Didn't get the next one till 18
Wonder how far i'd be
Would I still keep secrets?
Or would they turn into song?
Still have trouble finding friends
Got nowhere I belong
Oh but that's useless
I'll never be enough
At least that's what you said
Cause my handwriting sucks
Oh but i can't sit and watch my dreams die
Like that guy I saw on main street
Oh yeah no I won't be the guy to die on main street
Oh no I won't be that guy
Yeah no I won't be the guy to die on main street
Oh no I don't wanna die