Timothy Edward Carpenter - undergrad

Changed my major
Again for the second time
You called it "careless behavior"
If only the fault were mine
We had a makeshift hotel room
Folded seat back in parking lots
I suppose had they caught us
We'd get expelled without second thought
Then they gave me a waiver
Said to "sign on the dotted line"
Professing a "savior"
Who I hardly recognized
It seemed a little self-righteous
To write a contract in Jesus' name
That you penned in an office
I'd rather forfeit then play the game
It makes me sick inside
To think how hard I've tried
To feel understood
From the other side
I'd just turned eighteen
When it dawned on me
"I don't know what I know about anything"
Felt like a funeral
For someone I used to know
Guess the feeling was mutual?
I heard you cry on the telephone
I got high for the first time
But I don't think I did it right
As a textbook perfectionist
Won't be long before my second try
It makes me sick inside
To think how hard I've tried
To feel understood
From the other side
I'd just turned eighteen
When it dawned on me
"I don't know what I know about anything"
I don't know what I know about anything
I don't know what I know...

Written by:
Timothy Carpenter

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