I know I'm lucky you're here, within arm's reach
Considering the things you hear, about that coyote and me
I wish I could douse those days, in a petrol blaze
I know it's not enough, just to hear me say
But I could talk till the sun comes up
And my gums begin to bleed
My feet could dance like a drunken fool
Until they break a cobbled street, till you tell me
I'm real enough for you now
Real enough for you now
I’ll going to find a way, to hear you say
I’m real enough for you now
Well all of my tricks, they are lost on you
Where others would find kicks, you're not fooled
I've learned the best ones aren't available long
Like the 4th of July will excite and then so quickly it’s gone
So I will build you a pillow from my tattered clothes
And a jacket from my shed skin
Craft a necklace from my rib cage
And a collarbone violin, so you tell me