These Days

I saw all the stuff you put on eBay Is that how you’re getting by these days? Your sister said you forgot her birthday and on the Fourth of July You stumbled around the courtyard and made your mother cry You look like you haven’t slept in three days Is that how you’re taking things these days? Is your body all desiccated, like you’ve been buried in sand? It’s a plenty familiar feeling I’ll no longer stand I know it felt like so much fun Can you see those days are done? I know I used to be The very last person to leave the party I keep an eye on the sky and that’s how I’m getting high these days Why can’t you put those childish things away? Do you need Jesus Christ to lead the way (hey hey)? I know you meant it when You said that you’d always be my friend Well it’s real nice to see you but I really don’t need you these days Yeah it’s real nice to see you but I really don’t need you these days