Whiskey, Green Tea Video (MV)

It's the Tuesday before I leave to go home
I'm drinking whiskey Arizona green tea
When you're stumbling toward a small dark revelation
I hope that you think for a moment of me
Cause I'm not washed up, I'm not washed out, I'm not Dubstep
I'm not hipster, I'm not listening, I'm not stoned
I'm not Burroughs, I'm not Whitman, I'm not Nietzsche
But I've been picking off the fat off their bones

I'm not searching for nobody to save me
I'm not singing for nobody but me

I'm not Dylan, I'm not Lennon, I'm not Jagger
I'm just a skinny little bearded tired punk
I'm not broken, I'm not jonesing, I'm not fixing
To waste my time with all this music junk
Cause I'm a writer, I'm a poet, I'm a lover
I'm a piss poor bad excuse for a man
I've been poisoned by a dream I can't wake from
Where my words drip like blood in your hands

I'm not searching for nobody to save me
I'm not singing for nobody but me

And I don't believe in love the way you do
I don't believe in love the way you do
I don't believe in love the way you do

But I'm not scared to lay bare
My heart, my heart, my heart

I'm not searching for nobody to save me
I'm not singing for nobody but me