If I think about it I am successful as it where
I get to sing for lovely people all over this lovely world
And I am no where near as awkward as I was when I was younger
I guess I'm one of those guys who gets better looking as they age
And even though I have felt beaten down by constant doubt,
Depression and confusion brought about by people's actions, death and tax forms
I keep getting up and I am loved by all my friends and family
Though there have been lots of raised eyebrows and concerned glances lately
It doesn't matter to him,
I could be anything but I could never win his heart again
It doesn't matter to him,
He to away my triple A pass, I am invisible to him
And now I feel the soft pink flesh of my heart hardening
To the countless possibilities contained within each day
Vulnerability feels like a cold, wet, concrete room lit
With florescent lighting which as you know makes everything look bad
I still keep tryin' to figure out how I became irrelevant
How I got myself evicted from his heart from one day to the next
And the worst part is that even if I got an answer right now
It would not change anything because we have become two strangers
It doesn't matter to him,
I could be anything but I could never win his heart again
It doesn't matter to him,
He to away my triple A pass, I am invisible to him
It doesn't matter to him,
I could be anything but I could never win his heart again
It doesn't matter to him,
He to away my triple A pass, I am invisible to him