Wise Up, Boy

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Wise Up, Boy

When it’s nice out I can get away

Where I don’t have to feel this way

I am planning my sweet escape

I gave it a shot, now I know I can’t stay

You’ve made it clear that you’ve got it worse

But my life is mine

And your life is yours


Believe it hurts me deeply to say no

I don’t know where, but I know I gotta go

The more I care the more I feel it grow

And I care a lot, my fingers are sore

You might think I’m selfish, I do too

But we don’t get to choose

What’s done is done, I’m through


When it’s nice out I can get away

Where I don’t have to feel this way

After all this time, I know what’s true

No matter what I do, I can’t fix you


I can only hear John say

Going through me every day

Hoping it’ll bring me joy

When you gonna wise up, boy?


So, I’m giving me my space

Landing at my pace

Floating through the place I used to live in

And this doesn’t help my case

This feels like a race

Trying to give myself to all who want it


I think you better wise up, boy 

I think you better wise up, boy

I think you better wise up, boy

I think you better wise up, boy

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