What happened to you?

Where did you go?

What happened to you?

It's funny son

Still running from

You’re bumming still strumming

With your thumb in none

Dividing sums (I never was a math kid)

Still hiding plums (sounds more like subtraction)

When they file in you finally look happy

I see it when you're sitting there

I see it when you sit

And plastered up

An ensuing space and

Half mine taken

With an ace in tow

That's just you and

This is bad now this is ruined

And if I would

"That’s just money son it's humbling"

Sounds so funny once you're crumbling

Sounds so wrong that you don't

A rising tide is right behind you

Don't look back

It's for you

And plastered up

An ensuing space and

Half mine taken

They should know

That's just you and

This is bad now this is ruined

They don't believe me when I say I’m doing fine

They don’t believe me when I say I'm doing fine

I’m just gonna say it no

I'm just gonna say it no

I'm just gonna say it no

I'm just gonna say it no

I’m just gonna say it no

I'm just gonna say it no

I'm just gonna say it slow

I'm just gonna say it no

I'm just gonna say it slow