A Few Lies Short of Magnificent Video (MV)

I kicked the dirt round in a circle
Wondering if it will ever rain
I watched the bright yellow leaves
Fall softly to the ground
With my face in my hands, I sympathize with the trees
Talking to the god that's never made a sound

I yelled and I screamed but it was all in my mind
I've had nightmares of being Kurt Cobain, but no one else would say at least he had fame
There's a reason I can't stand still at funerals, but none that I could ever face

What a life we live
A few words more than nothing
And a few lies short of magnificent

I take a walk with my black coffee, staring at the ground
Can't look anyone in the face
I'm blasting "Cigarettes and Saints," just wondering which one I am
Saying maybe there's a god, I want to make it to that place

What a life we live
A few words more than nothing
And a few lies short of magnificent

I cannot call again, I stay on seventeen percent
I'm gonna lose it again
I need a new place
Why do the walls close in (Why do the walls close in)
That's why I'm closing my eyes
If I can't see my face, then I won't be surprised