If I think about it, I am successful, as it were
I get to sing for lovely people all over this lovely world
And I am nowhere near as awkward as I was when I was younger
I guess I'm one of those guys
who gets better looking as they age
And even though I have felt beaten down by constant doubt
Depression, and confusion brought
about by people's actions, death, and tax forms
I keep getting up
And I am loved by all my friends and family
Though, there have been lots of raised eyebrows
And concerned glances lately

It doesn't matter to him
I could be anything
But I could never win his heart again
It doesn't matter to him
He took away my AA pass
I am invisible to him

And now I feel the soft, pink flesh of my heart hardening
To the countless possibilities contained within each day
Vulnerability feels like a cold
wet concrete room lit with fluorescent light
Which, as you know, makes everything look bad
I still keep trying to figure out how I became irrelevant
How I got myself evicted from his heart
from one day to the next
And the worst part is that
even if I got an answer right now
It would not change anything
because we have become two strangers

It doesn't matter to him
I could be anything
But I could never win his heart again
It doesn't matter to him
He took away my AA pass
I am invisible to him