Middle of the Morning

Well, I've tried

To open up my window and let the light come in

I step outside

In the middle of the morning and in the evening again

Yes, I've tried

To be grateful for my devils and call them by their names

But I'm tired

And by the middle of the morning, I need someone to blame

Know you're scared of me

I can see it in your face

I can feel it in the way you move around this place

I know you're scared of me

I can see it in your smile

Like an unattended child you can't quite trust

But I'm tired

Of stepping on your shadow and feeling in the way

Yes, I'm tired

And by the middle of the morning, I'm out of shit to say

I ain't used to this

Seeing everybody's hand

I was raised to be a strong and silent Southern man

I ain't used to this

A thousand days alone

In my bed or in my head or in my phone

Yes, I'm tired

Of living in the moment and sleeping through the dream

I step outside

In the middle of the morning and the roses hear the scream

I know you're scared of me

So I never get too close

I just sit here on the tailgate like a farmhand's ghost

Watch the roses bloom

Watch 'em wilt away and die

Till I notice I've been crying this whole time

Well, I've tried

To open up my window and let the light come in

I step outside

In the middle of the morning and in the evening again