I know you're listening, I know you're there
I'll cut the dick act, pull up a chair

We get listless and worn with age
I can see it now there's a crack in the paint

There's no shame in shutting down
We could say more and thing aloud

It wasn't you; it didn't break
But we could use a lick of paint

Remember idaho, with nothing to do?
It can get like that sometimes, it should

There's medications that we can take
But they kill our judgement and strip the paint

There is time, so take some rest
Don't worry too much, it can be repaired

It could be me who's to blame?
I think I need a lick of paint