Tear down the house that I grew up in. I'll never be the same again. Take everything that I've collected, and throw it in a pile.
Bulldoze the woods that I ran through. Carry the pictures of me and you. I have no memory of who I once was, and I don't remember your name.
Park the old car that I love the best. Inspection's due and it won't pass the test. It's funny how I have to put it to rest, and how one day I will join it.
I remember crying over you, and I don't mean like a couple of tears and I'm blue. I'm talking about collapsing and screaming at the moon, but I'm a better man for having gone through it. Yes, I'm a better man for having gone through.
Ever since I learned how to curse. I've been using those sorry old words. But I'm talking to these children and I'm keeping it clean. I don't need those words to say what I mean. No, I don't need those words to say what I mean
Tear down the house that I grew up in. I'll never be the same again. Take everything that I used to own, and burn it in a pile
Bulldoze the woods that I ran through. Carry the pictures of me and you. I have no memory of who I once was, and I don't remember your name.