Storm took the phone lines down And now your ride can't call And you're bouncing off the walls I stretched my arms real wide Tried to break your fall But you got up mad as hell, told me that I had it all I tried to heal your wounds Just to say I helped Just to say that some small fame ain't made me someone else It ain't a high road now Just uneven ground And I ain't even around to slow your speeding down You told me if a lie turned true A lie it would still be You ain't a goddamn hero now cuz you cry on live TV But at least I got a soul still Even if I'm in a bad place Even if I'm eating fast food Sleeping at my dad's place I'm happy for your haircut I'm glad you got your act cleaned But you're showing up like bad news And leaving like a bad dream Help me if it helps you sleep Don't need your cosign now Oh, we get along just fine For two hundred years we laid bricks in the dirt Put solar in the copper mines You grew your hair out long Now you think you're Jesus Christ Ain't nobody mistaking your guilt for some great sacrifice Got bored in the New Hampshire space You left us for the New York Times Now you stumble around like a ghost, tellin' people how you died You told me if a lie turned true A lie it would still be You ain't a goddamn hero now cuz you cry on live TV But at least I got a soul still Even if I'm in a bad place Even if I'm eating fast food Sleeping at my dad's place I'm happy for your haircut I'm glad you got your act cleaned You're showing up like bad news And leaving like a bad dream Help me if it helps you sleep Help me if it helps you write Help me if it helps you leave Help me if it helps you lie Crying in the bathroom, baby I drove your ass home You walked into a haunted house And got angry at the ghosts We were fine without you baby Long after you're gone Spare us all the pity love Save it for the microphone But at least I got a soul still Even if I'm in a bad place Even if I'm eating fast food Sleeping at my dad's place I'm so happy for your haircut I'm glad you got your act cleaned But you're showing up like bad news And leaving like a bad dream Help me if it helps you sleep Help me if it helps you write Help me if it helps you leave Help me if it helps you lie We were fine without you, baby