I find I grow weary of the sweet songs

That I composed for my romantic lovers

Today a different song has grown in my mind

Dedicated to a weary brother

Who can't always see

But him and me

We've been going through the same shit all the time

It's a strange old club but we both got in

Now we'll try to use our hearts to make a living

No one ever tells you what to do

Or if what you're doing has any true meaning

I'll tell you what

The two of us

We were born to play this game so let's play to win

I'm not gonna pay you any compliments

You already know the things I'd say

Just wanna see you back on top of it

Writin' songs and gettin' paid

Try to tell us wе should feel just like a star

That burns real bright until it burns right out

But ocean wavеs are much closer to what we are

As we rise in strength and fall back into doubt

It's never done

And I for one

I'm sure that's why we drink so much good beer

So come on, my dear brother, raise your glass

And we'll drink to all that's not yet come to pass

Let's forget about the things we lack

How I'm overweight and you got a bad back

Let's enjoy the years

And grow our beards

And play the music we both wanna hear