Park Bench

My love, my love, my love, my love
Im hiding
I've been useless and staring away
At a crowd on a park bench
Generate my mind, generation mind the silence
C-c-cry on my shoulder
Oh, God, Im getting older
Find some balance
With your teeth stained white
Or some other kind
'Awh baby,' you tuck me in
On a modern time
But, Im still stained blue
Sitting right next to you
Yeah, in your pocket, reach
I'm just currency
My love, my love , my love, my love
Were all just crying
On a break of an age, cant help but erase
When your gun shots so violent
I guess you can call these hard times
'You buy your mental state in the grocery aisle
Just to tear some page of a cheap headline'
(Hes just a silly nutcase you call a good guy)
With your teeth stained white
Or some other kind
'Awh baby,' you tuck me in
On a modern type
But, Im still stained blue
Sitting right next to you
Yeah, in your pocket, reach
Im just currency
'Man, I just gave up trying'
'Rob, I just feel like dying'
In a vertical age, Ill just scroll it away
Huh-huh-huh -hung up on a mistake
I wanna know where youre going
I wanna know where you roam
I wanna come and find ya
Holding out all your heartache
Or brushing it off in a headache
My love, my love, my love, my love
We're hiding
I've been useless and staring away
At a crowd on a park bench
With your teeth stained white
Or some other kind
'Awh baby,' you tuck me in
On a modern time
But Im still stained blue
Sitting right next to you
Yeah, in your pocket, reach
I’m just currency