Upton Lyrics - Broadways

i'm not angry i'm a no good piece of shit 

i hear that eeryday, it just rolls off my back 

left out frustrated no one to talk to 

alone with the thoughts in my head 

the people i respect knock me down, 

so i sit like a piece of garbage washed up on the curb 

and it's funny in a place where one in ten have no money 

i hear only one in ten encouraging words 

"yeah the wisemen don't know shit, 

it's a poor fuck like me on the streets i got it all figured out" 

said an old man piss drunk on a wednesday 

a smile from his dirty toothless mouth made me smile 

and he asked me for a smoke and some change 

a cigarette was all i had to give 

i sat around watching cars thinking stupid fucking thoughts about 

my friends and my girl and my school and myself 

and i wished i could go drinking 

where noone knew my name and i didn't know anyone else 

i sat alone bored accomplishing nothing 

another summer day, more thrown away sunshine 

"now don't be offended and don't curse me out, 

but i'm starving and i sure could use your dimes" 

i looked up at a young man not much older than me 

gave him a dollar and a smoke and some time 

he said "i fought for uncle sam and now he won't fight for me 

he threw me out when i was done serving time 

i said i wouldn't go into special forces and kill 

he said 'then stay out on the streets and fucking die'" 

yeah there's two kinds of prisons 

some say one where you're locked up and everythings outside 

and another where you're outside and everything is locked away.