You got a new town, new friends
I got my same old mess
You tell them I’m “a lot”
Like I’m some private test
I call, it rings forever
Till it falls into the dark
Guess my number is a trigger
Not a name inside your heart
I’m still your brother
Even if I’m broken
Even if my words come out
Half-formed, half-spoken
You say it’s “kinda funny”
When I call this life distressing
But it hurts like hell
When my pain’s the punchline
Of your laughing
Yeah, I’ve made some bad calls
Burned a bridge or two
I’m the story that you tell
When you need a room to move
I tried to say “I’m lonely”
You rolled your eyes like a screen
Said, “Man, that’s so dramatic”
Like it’s all some silly scene
I’m still your brother
Even if I’m broken
Even if my voice shakes
Every time I’m open
You say it’s “kinda funny”
When I call this weight depressing
But it cuts so deep
When my hurt’s the punchline
Of your laughing
Do you ever drive past
The house where we grew up?
Two spoons in one cereal bowl
One cracked plastic cup
I was your shelter in the thunder
You hid your face in my shirt
How did I go from your safe place
To the joke that doesn’t hurt?
I’m still your brother
Even if I’m broken
Even if you let my name
Sit there, never spoken
You say it’s “kinda funny”
When I call this ache depressing
But I bleed for you
And I’d pick up every call
No second guessing
I’m still your brother
For worse and for better
You don’t have to love me
But we’re tied together
So if you ever feel that weight
If the silence starts to smother
You can hate me, you can blame me
I’ll still answer
I’m your brother
