Here's the Thing, Winnie Verse Like Giles Corey before me this weight is always pressing me down, Got a debonair smile but when I get home that mask cannot be found. Chorus It’s scratched into my arm to remind me that life is worth living sometimes I forget. I can't be your self-help book, I still struggle some days it's not so bad but I'm not there. I'm just a lost boy waiting to grow up, my advice ain't worth much, but I'm still here You can stand there and criticize me but I'm still standing laying my soul bare. Verse I got some hang ups but I'm still functional, you can't say I'm not trying, not getting by. You don’t know my pulse and you can’t feel my vitals so just hear me out. It's all I can do to get out of bed, what more do you think you deserve? You don't know my answers can't feel my pain so just hear me out. Chorus It’s scratched into my arm to remind me that life is worth living sometimes I forget. I can't be your self-help book, I still struggle some days it's not so bad but I'm not there. I'm just a lost boy waiting to grow up, my advice ain't worth much, but I'm still here You can stand there and criticize me but I'm still standing laying my soul bare. Breakdown my playbook is flawless, i got home field advantage but these extra innings are begging for a mistake Keep on searching your paper man you won’t find my name, Keep on looking you won’t find my dates Let’s break through the stigma yeah we’ve gotta talk it out. Just hear me out. Chorus It’s scratched into my arm to remind me that life is worth living sometimes I forget. I can't be your self-help book, I still struggle some days it's not so bad but I'm not there. I'm just a lost boy waiting to grow up, my advice ain't worth much, but I'm still here You can stand there and criticize me but I'm still standing laying my soul bare.

Where's Ken? (Hey! Hey! Hey!) Verse 1: Sitting at the bar I over- Hear the conversation of the People sitting near me drinking Wearing faces not disguises Representing their true feelings Talking freely of the friend they All look down upon Hey Ho Hey He says maybe next time but they All know what that really means he Likely won't show his face So.... Chorus 1: Ken gets left out of the fun again This time it's not so different How would he even know when He's never ever there (Hey! Hey! Hey!) Verse 2: Snide remarks, jovial laughing Joking about what kind of a Mental disorder he must have Playing doctor when he’s not there Insults that he never will hear Should he even call these assholes His group of friends? Hey Ho Hey He says maybe next time but they All know what that really means he Likely won't show his face So.... Chorus 2: Ken gets left out of the fun again This time it's not so different How would he even know when He's never ever there Ken wouldn’t think this is fun and How could anyone blame him? So-called friends treat him like A piece of dirt behind his back