Pocket Knife

Oh brother woke up in a rowboat
Fell fast in the night, in the snow
So hard being a boy
Cursed by [?]

Oh mother sold your piano
Drew me a picture of it, but I could never let go
So hard being a boy
Spend life search and destroy

Set fire to the leaves
Press the knife into my arm so deep
The more it bleeds, the more it bleeds
The better friends we'll be
Set fire to the trees
Press the knife into my heart

Red eyes on your way home
Wanna throw them down the well
With their pockets filled with stones

My brother, I need you now
More than ever at my sister's house
Oh brother, your face doesn't look the same
In my arms, I'll carve out your name

So hard being a boy
Cursed by search and destroy