Middle C

I'm not a boy I'm a broke tail light And I'm coming home late tonight You try to do it right Try to do it clean You're the proud widow of a sad machine But these days the only kind of medicine that I can afford Is being on the clock and uniformed but mostly ignored I can't stop myself from being honest I can't stop myself from being me I'm not a man I'm a pale sunset And I'm counting every glance I get If empty clouds can't take you home Then at least you won't feel more alone These days the only sort of education I can't forget Is being unemployed and unfulfilled and drowning in debt I can't stop myself from being honest I can't stop myself from being me I couldn't hold it back if I wanted Trying to find middle c