[00:17.300]If I think about it, I am successful as it were
[00:25.100]I get to sing for lovely people all over this lovely world
[00:33.700]And I am no where near as awkward as I was when I was younger
[00:42.600]I guess I'm one of those guys
[00:45.900]Who gets better looking as they age
[00:50.700]And even though I have felt beaten down by constant doubt
[00:57.900]Depression and confusion
[01:00.700]Brought about by people's actions, death and tax forms
[01:07.000]I keep getting up
[01:09.800]And I am loved by all my friends and family
[01:15.000]Though there have been lots of raised eyebrows
[01:20.000]And concerned glances lately
[01:25.700]It doesn't matter to him
[01:30.500]I could be anything
[01:32.900]But I could never win his heart again
[01:41.300]It doesn't matter to him
[01:46.400]He took away my triple A pass
[01:50.400]I am invisibe to him
[02:11.200]And now I feel the soft pink flesh of my heart hardening
[02:20.200]To the countless possibilities contained within each day
[02:28.500]Vulnerability feels like
[02:31.600]A cold wet concrete room lit with florescent lighting
[02:38.700]Which as you know makes everything look bad
[02:44.900]I still keep trying to figure out how I became irrelevant
[02:52.400]How I got myself evicted
[02:56.000]From his heart from one day to the next
[03:01.400]And the worst part is
[03:03.900]That even if I got an answer right now
[03:09.200]It will not change anything
[03:12.700]Because we have become two strangers
[03:19.500]It doesn't matter to him
[03:24.500]I could be anything
[03:27.100]But I could never win his heart again
[03:35.500]It doesn't matter to him
[03:40.300]He took away my triple A pass
[03:44.300]I am invisibe to him
[03:52.000]It doesn't matter to him
[03:56.400]I could be anything
[03:58.900]But I could never win his heart again
[04:07.500]It doesn't matter to him
[04:12.200]He took away my triple A pass
[04:16.400]I am invisibe to him

If I think about it, I am successful as it were
I get to sing for lovely people all over this lovely world
And I am no where near as awkward as I was when I was younger
I guess I'm one of those guys
Who gets better looking as they age
And even though I have felt beaten down by constant doubt
Depression and confusion
Brought about by people's actions, death and tax forms
I keep getting up
And I am loved by all my friends and family
Though there have been lots of raised eyebrows
And concerned glances lately
It doesn't matter to him
I could be anything
But I could never win his heart again
It doesn't matter to him
He took away my triple A pass
I am invisibe to him
And now I feel the soft pink flesh of my heart hardening
To the countless possibilities contained within each day
Vulnerability feels like
A cold wet concrete room lit with florescent lighting
Which as you know makes everything look bad
I still keep trying to figure out how I became irrelevant
How I got myself evicted
From his heart from one day to the next
And the worst part is
That even if I got an answer right now
It will not change anything
Because we have become two strangers
It doesn't matter to him
I could be anything
But I could never win his heart again
It doesn't matter to him
He took away my triple A pass
I am invisibe to him
It doesn't matter to him
I could be anything
But I could never win his heart again
It doesn't matter to him
He took away my triple A pass
I am invisibe to him