I'm digging through my mind for bits of happiness I'm shuffling the good thing to the top I'm tryna find the ones of me and you, dad But I can't make something appear from what is not Oh, I've been searching for the ones of me and you, dad But I can't make something appear from what is lost I found a photograph when you were younger You were standing by a beat-up Chevrolet A cigarette was pinched between your fingers And you had that steady look upon your face I never knew you I tried to but You wouldn't let me in All of the questions I had will just Live in a glass jar Somewhere on a shelf inside my head Being young is never all that easy It takes so long to figure out a plan You're living inside someone else's body And you're running from the devil when you can I never knew you, I tried to but You wouldn't let me All of the questions I had will just Live in a glass jar Somewhere on a shelf inside my heart Inside my heart Inside my heart Ah, inside of my heart