Bivouac

Bivouac - Jawbreaker

I dug my fingers in the earth

I drew you pictures of my pain

They were so pretty

They were so vain

Put your hands in the water

Let it touch you everywhere

Boat of my father

Cut from my mother

Father

I'm lonely

I'm an only

I learned to put on airs

I needed them to breathe

Today I wake up tell myself this is me

Mother

Father

I'm lonely

I'm an only

Now this is home

But the property's on loan

So much for letting go

Bivouac I'm picking up the phone

Father

Father

I'm lonely

I'm an only