I live my life to kiss the dimly lit reflection To jeopardize the finer print But half my life was spent in hit or miss rejections of Of the lie I should've been Old soul eyes Mine to unfold For a shirt full of holes The Sun'll rise when I'm asleep under the table Unable to open my eyes To realize that I would die in aesop's fable for For the lie I couldn't give Old soul eyes Mine to unfold For a shirt full of holes I live my life inside a spoon And I'm a bigger fraud than you I live my life inside a drawer And I will not be ignored I gave it all to be a broadway star I gave it all to sing Beyond the boulevard Old soul eyes Mine to unfold For a shirt full of holes Shirt full of holes I live my life to kiss the dimly lit reflection To jeopardize the finer print But half my life was spent in hit or miss rejections of Of the lie I should've been Old soul eyes Mine to unfold For a shirt full of holes Shirt full of holes