Staple It Together (San Diego, CA)

It's really too bad he became a prisoner of his own past He stabbed the moment in the back with the round thumb tack Then held up the list of things he's gotta do It's really no good, he's movin' on before he understood He shot the future in the foot with every step he took Caught from the places that he did cause he forgot to look HookBetter staple it together, then call it bad weather Well, I guess you could say that he don't even know where to begin Cause he looked both ways but he was so afraid To get deeper through the ditch, every chance he missed And the mess he made cause hate is such a strong word And every brick he laid, the mistake they say And his walls are getting taller, his world is getting smaller Hook It's really too bad, he became a prisoner of his own past He stabbed the moment in the back with the round thumb tack Then held up the list of things he's got to do It's really no good, he's movin' on before he understood He shot the future in the foot with every step he took Caught from the places that he did cause he forgot to look Hook If the weather gets better, we should get together Spend a little time or we could do whatever And if we get together, we'll be twice as clever So staple it together and call it bad weather