And I know we all wanna taste the sun
But I'm the only man who gets burned for fun
And God bless this heat and my cancerous tan
And I stand before you, these holes in my hands
So you know instead of be held, I'd rather behold
And it shows
I've never been whole
Can I speak half truth with my smart mouth?
May I fill your ears with cheerful doubt?
Extend my reach but I won't reach out
I'd rather watch you drown than admit my drought
So you know instead of be held, I'd rather behold
And it shows
I've never been whole
You tell me I'm a bad man
With your bad mouth
That's how I know it's meant to be
I know we all wanna chase the sun
And I'm the only man that gets burned for fun