BE HERE STILL

YOU LIKE TO BUCK NORMAL CONVENTION
AND AGAINST YOUR BEST INTENTIONS
YOU ENDED UP JUST LIKE THEY SAID

YOU NEVER THOUGHT YOU’D PAY THE PRICE
FOR ALL THE TIMES YOU ROLLED THE DICE
BUT HEY THAT IS YOUR NAME THERE ON THE BILL

I TRY NOT TO WATCH YOU FALL
WHEN YOU HIT YOUR OWN BRICK WALL, HAD YOUR FILL
YES I WILL BE HERE STILL

MOST MY SCARS ARE SELF-INFLICTED
AND THE FUTURE WE PREDICTED
IS HARD TO KEEP ON COURSE AND HARD TO SHED

I’VE WALKED OUT ON YOU BEFORE
TURNED MY BACK AND SLAMMED THE DOOR
MADE YOU TASTE MY LATEST BITTER PILL

YOU TRY TO LET IT FAIL
SAVE THE HIT FROM THAT LAST NAIL, YOU KNOW THE DRILL
YES I WILL BE HERE STILL

WE THINK ARE LIVES ARE SOMEHOW CHARMED
THERE ARE SOME RULES YOU’RE NOT BEYOND
IT’S A LOSING BATTLE IN YOUR HEAD

HOW’S THE THERMOSTAT MY FRIEND
WITH ALL YOUR FADERS PUSHED TO TEN
STILL LOOKING FOR ANOTHER SECOND WIND

AND AS FOR THE BROKEN HEARTED
AND OUR LOVELY DEAR DEPARTED
I HOPE THE WORDS I SAY ARE NOT IN VAIN
(I HOPE THE GLASS I RAISE IS IN YOUR NAME)

CUZ IT BARELY GIVES THIS GAME OF INCHES
ALTHOUGH THEY TRY HARD TO CONVINCE US
ALL THE TIME THEIR HANDS ARE IN THE TILL

I TRY NOT TO LET ME FALL
WHEN I HIT MY OWN BRICK WALL, I KNOW THE DRILL
YES I WILL BE HERE STILL

music & lyrics by Steven Gullett - copyright 2003