No Mechanic

Well I'm no mechanic and I am no engineer

I left the leak on the floor

I am no father; I'm barely a brother

I need to call my friends more

So here I go again just like when I was nineteen

Here I go again grittin' my teeth in my sleep

Well, I've been good before; I've been bad more

I know the right words to say and where

My tongue is split in two long with my soul too

No one knows, so they don't care

I'm learning what it means to breathe on my own

I'm learning what it means to leave my home

Oh, dear brother, when I die come over 

And clean my closet out

So our dear mother won't see my dead bodies

And figure her darling out

I keep feeling like the gig is up

Like some sweet soul's watching with tears in their cup 

To every goodnight kiss

And every friend I dearly miss

Here's the truth of it all

I don't know 

Myself at all I can barely stand tall

I keep losing

Myself I'm so thankful; yeah oh so grateful