he wears his hat o er his eyes and he s trying to keep it on says he s sick of living his life and he s tired of being alone no one s job but mine that ain t no one s job but mine that ain t no one s job but mine that ain t no one s job but mine got a new sleeping bag got no place to sleep it at left my dog on the ranch but i m trying to get her back my job s simple i just got to see the stars for what they are and they don t grant wishes and they don t guide me but they try they try now i m gonna try to straighten up your life straighten up your life saw the sign of the times out on the freeway it said hey man there goes the hood i said that s fine i was done trying to be good the next time i come by i want to see this sky split want to know what s happening trade this hard heart for tears take a look in the mirror next time i ll try next time i ll try