upton lyrics – broadways

i’m not angry, i’m a no good piece of sh*t
i’ve heard that every day, it just rolls off my back
left town frustrated, no one to talk to
alone with the thoughts in my head

people i respect knock me down, so i sit
like a piece of garbage washed up on the curb
and it’s funny in a place where one in ten have no money
you hear one in ten encouraging words

“yeah, the wise men don’t know sh*t, it’s a poor f*ck like me
on the streets got it all figured out”
said an old man, p*ss drunk on a wednesday
with a smile from his dirty, toothless mouth

made me smile and he asked me for a smoke and some change
when a cigarette was all i had to give
and i sat around watching cars
thinking stupid f*cking thoughts about my friends

and my school and my girl and myself
and i wish i could go drinking where no one knew my name
and i didn’t know anyone else

i sat alone, bored, accomplishing nothing
another summer day, more thrown away sunshine
“now don’t get offended and don’t curse me out
but i’m starving and i sure could use your dimes”

i looked up at a young man not much older than me
gave a dollar and a smoke and some time
he said “i fought for uncle sam, now he won’t fight for me
threw me out when i was done serving time

i said i wouldn’t go into special forces and kill”
he said “then stay out on the streets and f*cking die”
and there’s two kinds of prisons, some say
one where you’re locked up and everything’s outside and the other where you’re outside and everything is locked away

/ broadways lyrics