Last night my dad flew in from Maine on American Airlines
He looks the same but I heard a worry, a worry in his voice
'Everytime I come here, you gotta new lame job, a strung-out girlfriend
Where is your hope, what is your dream, I want to understand'

I said, 'This is what I live for, this is what I live for
I know you can't see anything yet
But I'm trying to find the core of what I live for'

Come back soon, your family is dying to see you
I want to help but I'm beginning to hate you
If I'd behaved this way my dad woulda cracked me in two

I feel you slipping away, I feel you slipping away
I know the talk, I know the smells
The druggy walk, the druggy hell, you're slipping away

Dad I'll be fine, I'm trying hard, trying hard to find
A way to live, a way to love, I know I'm a little bit ***ked up

This is what I live for, this is what I live for
I know you can't see anything yet
But I'm trying to find the core of what I live for