Homeless Lover

I’m almost believing your immature charades
Can you guess who I am today?
Can you guess who I am today?

Drawing a picture of a heartless man
Who wants nothing more than sex and drugs
You’ll be the one we see on the street
Holding a sign with a half hearted plea
For peace and legalistic weed

With blood stained hands you’ll press on
Living life with abundant speed
Never letting up or pressing the brakes
And for every scar on those flawless legs
There’s a girl with a broken heart
Every meal she didn’t eat
Tells a story of a cheater
Now a homeless man on the streets