You Hold Back - Dads

Have I lost it, have I lost it

Or have I just bought in

To the bullshit

Have I lost it, have I lost it

Or have I just bought in

To the bullshit

The mirrors

The smoke I traced back

To the faucet

Leaking

Into the sink covered in hair

Oh I see what you did there

You cut off your cares

God it’s so freeing

Time isn’t fleeting

It’s pause and politeness

It’s judge and be triteness

Your sensitivity and sex

Your rules and respect

I haven’t seen you follow any of it since two god damn years ago

You got bored, you got tired, you gave up on filing

Who pissed you off and who won you over

This is a fashion, this is a formula

This is contrasting colors in October

You can’t go against the grain

If there’s no natural wood

My friends all think I’m crying wolf

You got caught up in the concept

And oh that’s never good

(I want to be happy, but I’m better when I’m mad)

So we make our own monuments

Out of our favorite bridges and buildings

The old ones were boring

They didn’t mean anything to us

I know it seems so immature

All these questions I want answers for

But I can’t put faith into anything

I can’t physically touch

I want to be happy

But I’m holding myself back

But a love handles

And it holds back