Squint - Grant-Lee Phillips

I’ve been seeking affirmations

All night long oh and

What I’m feeling in my heart it

Can’t be wrong no Sir

I keep squinting for something I might have

Done hair different it’s all up for grabs

Lord I’ve been squinting as though through a keyhole

Just like Clint Eastwood for a few dollars more

I done read all of the cards and I

Saw my fate waiting

Like a chauffeur down at the airport it

Holds my name up but

I keep squinting for something I might have

Just overlooked but there ain’t no turning back

I’ve been squinting as though through a keyhole

Just like Clint Eastwood for a few dollars more

Folks around me they keep stepping

In my shoes oh but

They don’t fit right and they don’t walk

The way I do oh and

All the garbage trucks a rolling

Down my street slowly

I can barely strain away to

Hear myself think ah

I keep squinting for something I might have

Done hair different it’s all up for grabs

Lord I’ve been squinting as though through a keyhole

Just like Clint Eastwood for a few dollars more