Lost My Touch (feat. Jeremy Bolm and Christie Dupree) - Say Anything

Ah-oh

Ah-oh

Some say I’ve lost my touch at crafting Say Anything songs

I suppose I’ll let you take my place on stage

It’s not a difficult job to supplant, young one

And you’re twice as insightful at half my age

Just string together lines of smug, self-loathing bile

Bare the chip, your shoulder holds the weight

Wield your aged thesaurus, bludgeon ignorance

Clutch the awkward fifteen pounds you’ve grown to hate

The truth is

One day, you will be greater than I

The truth is

One day, I will be eclipsed

The thought of it

Brings a warm smile to my face

Cos I’ve lived

And bled

For this

So grapple with your sexual misconduct and

Your drug use in a blunt, acerbic verse

And grate your voice and make a choice to hibernate

It’s the better half of us that live the worse

Maybe if you’re lucky, you’ll shed corporate ties

Out there on your own, no sealed income

With rejects and misfits for friends, no shot at fame

Simmering in the glow of the angels in your home

The truth is

I’m warm in the blanket of my niche

The truth is

How you sing back makes me cry

There are many taught a love forgot ain’t worth a damn

Not I

It will keep breathing when I die

What’s left to do but keep those words and phrases away?

The ones we all knew and live in fear to claim

I never say, «Washed up,» as I prefer to say, «Washed over»

Because you can drown in the love of yesterdays

Cos you can drown in the love of yesterdays

Because you can drown in the love of yesterdays

Cos you can drown in the love of yesterdays

Love of yesterdays

Of yesterdays