When I was younger Thought about Jesus
As some wild wizard who taught to the heathens
He healed the sick, and raised the dead
There's something false about those we admire
The hero's we choose, the things we desire
There's something real that comes with the ones we love
I got hit by a train on Grove Street
And it wrecked my soul
I've been spending my time running in circles
Falling in love and being a jerk
I get mesmerized by the way I can wreck anything
And my well runs deep but most times it's dry
If you want we can get up and you can ask why
I don't have all the answers but I swear I know the truth
I got hit by a train on Grove Street
And it wrecked my soul
And it wrecked my soul