Mariners Lane Video (MV)

Well, where were you at twenty-two
Wasting time by ocean blue
Party behind an elementary school
You whispered you were wounded, too
Basement, red lights, shattered glass
Tell me I'm caught up in the past
Your father made his morning cup
I needed air to the shop I walked
The barista, I'm friends with her
Inside no room for regulars
But I still stole this pen from them
So I could write a song for you
And how did the blind man know
All I needed was his kind hello
And on the porch you wisely warned
For untrained guests to watch their words
Cause I've been known to twist a few
And you've been known for fists and bruises
3 a.m. come across the street
Where my family was last happy
Not one cell in my whole body
Is the same as then
And I peeled off to be alone
The place inside where darkness grows
Don't know why I try to comprehend
You told me to take my time
But now it's the 4th of July
And I'm throwing darts at maps
To see what's coming next
People tell me look alive
But California killed my vibes
If I don't have the strength to leave
I hope that you won't judge me
Up the stairs, you tuck me in
The same room where it all begins
And I knew you were right about
The circles I'm running in
Perverts lurk by bathroom stalls
1:30 a.m. Evan Eckstrom calls
To tell me how his ex is serving
Vengeance, oh so cold
The backseat of a fogged up car
Holding her hair in the yard
Bouncer knows my sister from expired I.D. card
And in the line for Crooked Coast
Old childhood friend he bums a smoke
It's been ten years since the time we spoke
And look how far we've come
Maybe something's overlooked
When I'm the one with buttons pushed
While you were downtown, slacking off
People tell me look alive
But California, I paid the price
If I don't have the strength to leave
I hope you won't forget me
I don't know what I'm supposed to do