Dashboard Jesus - Bellevue Days

I’m happier in bed

Living off the sad song that’s always in my head

Prettier in pictures, but the ugliness is there

Am I happier with friends?

Am I happier with friends —

That don’t see you when you’re passed out

Drinking on your own

A boat with the mast down, pointlessly afloat

What did you want from life instead

When you’re bored of bumming cigarettes

I don’t expect you to stay

'Cause I’m a prick on the best of days

I’m sick of trying to change

Forever trying to explain myself

Like you can’t explain help

I’m happier in bed

Living off the melancholy, learning from my dad

Jesus on the dashboard, crying like a man

Lost in darkness, questioning if it’s worth it

But me and Jake have learned that

I am not a jumper

Haven’t got the balls with everyone I love

Just waiting for but hallelujah

No, I couldn’t do that to ya

And I, I don’t expect you to stay

'Cause I’m a prick on the best of days

I’m sick of trying to change

Forever trying to explain

I was starting to lose myself

Just give me time, give me time

And I’ve been trying to love myself

My hope that life, and I

I was starting to lose myself

Just give me time, just give me time

And I’ve been trying to love myself

My hope that life, my hope that life