Won't you burn this guitar?
Stop all the sorrows
Silence my voice from singing
And set my soul's desires on overdrive
So they just disintegrate from spinning
'Cause I have made a huge mistake out here on my own
I'm a soldier in the quicksand
And I'm gasping for air
But if I just stop struggling, maybe you would find me
You my love, my great escape, yeah-eh
So pull me out of here
Pull me out of myself
Take me home with you, sit me down
And tell me to just shut up
Tell me stories all night long about yourself
'Cause I wanna know everything about you
'Cause, I'm sick of myself
All of my hopes and glories, consumed with my ego, but still unable to say "No"
Yeah, but, I'm still moving forward
Though, I have no destination
Yeah, wherever I end up, I pretend that is where I wanted to go
It's like Cassidy and Kerouac
Neal Cassidy I am
All messed up by my existence
Yeah, and why the hell I am?
Well, do I deserve this?
No, I don't think so
So, would you do me a favor baby, and burn this guitar, yeah-eh
So pull me out of here
Pull me out of myself
Take me home with you sit me down
And tell me to just shut up
Tell me stories all night long about yourself
'Cause I wanna know everything about you
Baby, everything about you
My great escape
Then you say the point is that there ain't no point at all
And there is no destination
'Cause, we're all just on our way
Yeah, but maybe the only hope I have for my ego
Is to let my guitar stay right here in its way
Yeah, maybe the only hope I have for my ego
Is to let my guitar stay right in its way, yeah-eh
Pull me out of here, baby
Pull me out of myself
