aspiring to think like Jesus
bought a pack of cigarettes instead
speaking of the spaces between us
there’s a grade school map in my head
look sharp Chicago
eyes front New Orleans
I’ve got a map of the whole country
but I have no idea what it means
I failed out of geography
physics and algebra too
I fell out of love so hard
I’ll never get back to you
saddle up West Virginia
Cleveland’s coming through
all I know about the United States
is I’m coloring Virginia in blue
lost a close friendd in grade school
his brains swelled up and blew
all the other kids bought a statue for him
but there was nothing I could do
and I’ve struggled so hard to get here
learned a whole lot of crap
to find out mileages and interstates
can’t touch my grade school map
so wake up there St. Augustine
stop pretending you’re dead
I was aspiring to act like Jesus
but I bought a pack of cigarettes instead