Lost My Shape - David Bazan

You used to feel like a smoker

Shivering in the cold

Waiting outside the bar

Til the opener’s over

But now you feel like a drinker

Twenty days off the sauce

Down at the liquor store

Trying to call your sponsor

You used to feel like the forest fire burning

But now you feel like a child

Throwing tantrums for your turn

You used to sound like a prophet

And everyone wanted to know

How you could tell the truth

Without losing that soft glow

But now you feel like a salesman

Closing another deal

Or some drunk ship captain

Raging after the white whale

You used to feel like the forest fire burning

But now you feel like a child

Throwing tantrums and then some

You used to feel like the prodigal returning

But now you hate what you’ve made

And you want to watch it burn