Popsicle Stick House

It's the last time that I see my grandpa
We're at a Denny's in Old San Juan
Squeaky red booth, unfriendly smiles
He and dad speak of things come and gone

His latest
Sits by his side
And she's unfazed
By the question of her morals
His face
Never turns to mine
Ice cream sundae
He tries to rest on his laurels

Ooh who are you?
Not what the movies told me
You should do
Ooh who are you?
Who are you?

I get a taste of the feeling
Squeezed in the backseat in Guayaquil
I try to chase free-wheeling days
Of "meet all your primos and tíos"

But I choke on the mystery of syntax
At least that's the headline in my memory
I know that's just the drama kid in me talking
I ain't spitting facts
I just don't want nothing said for me

Ooh who are you?
Not what the movies told me you Should do
Ooh who are you?
Who are you?

Ooh who are you?
Not what the movies told me you
Who screwed up the blueprint?
I'll take it from here
Gonna raise this roof

I'll use anything that'll do
Use popsicles and Elmer's glue
Use all my friends and lovers too
To build it right back up into

The biggest house you've ever seen
Bigger than what fell down when I was seventeen
It's held up with my mama's beaming
smile and all my father's dreams

And don't forget Amanda's shine
Keep breaking it apart that's fine
I'll remake it every fucking time
I'm staking it right here it's mine

I'll use anything that'll do
Use popsicles and Elmer's glue
Use all my friends and lovers too
To build it right back up into