Rest Of Us - Blake Rose

Tonight I found a shadow of me

Hiding in a photograph I left on my high school tees

They always said nobody makes it out of this town, you’ll see

But who I am, ain’t a picture of who I could be

Yeah we’re just kids, man, and we’re all fucked up

All these old guns, say that we dream too much

But though you wasted all your love, oh

You can’t talk, talk for the rest of us

Well I’ve had this nightmare, that’s stuck on repeat

I’m locked inside a white picket fence, and my lips can’t speak

They hang a string to either hand and say it’s best you don’t leave

Like I’d just sit back and watch you plan a whole life for me

Yeah we’re just kids, man, and we’re all fucked up

All these old guns, say that we dream too much

But though you wasted all your love, oh

You can’t talk, talk for the rest of us

The rest of us

The rest of us

But though you wasted all your love, oh

You can’t talk, talk for the rest of us

Tossing and I’m turning in these sheets

Playing shows under bedroom lights

Watching people hoping that the penny might drop, 'fore it gets too late

So many parts of me that you won’t ever know were there

'Cause all that you do, is push me away

Yeah we’re just kids, man, and it’s so messed up

You think we’re all dumb, broke or we drink too much

But though you wasted all your love, oh

You can’t talk, talk for the rest of us

The rest of us

The rest of us (Yeah we dream, yeah we dream)

But though you wasted all your love, oh

You can’t talk, talk for the rest of us