Thursday, February 19, 2009

And now you say that, you say you love me.
Well I may have your heart, but he has your body.
And now you swear that you're being honest,
But you're not honest, you never could be.

And when I see her,
I'll tell her what's been on my mind all these
sleepless nights.
She'll recite her excuses.
I'll put my tail between these legs of mine like I do
all the time.
Pound my knuckles hard against the floor. My head against
the wall.
But I did this to myself.
Assume it's just not worth getting back up,
So I'll blame it on bad luck.
And i'll shake responsibility.

I spent some time in a bad place at 18,
Wishing I could see something through clear eyes.
Do you ever wake up to realize your life is
meaningless?
Does it give you strength or lead you to your grave
at a young age?

Pound my knuckles hard against the floor. My head
against the wall.
But I did this to myself.
Assume it's just not worth getting back up,
So I'll blame it on bad luck.
And i'll shake responsibility.

It seems that when I ran away from my past all my dignity,
my faith,
my pride got left back.
And now I think it's time that I realize self pity's meaningless.
Though I'm 10 feet deep, I'll claw my way back out from in my
grave.

Pound my knuckles hard against the floor. My head against
the wall.
But I did this to myself.
Assume it's just not worth getting back up,
So I'll blame it on bad luck.
And i'll shake responsibility and say a hard life did
this to me.

But now I realize I'd give anything I have to walk a day
in my old shoes.
Wondering what my first smoke would be like,
My first fuck,
My next fuck up.
Or the next band that would change my life and it
changed my life.

Pound my knuckles hard against the floor, my head
against the wall.
But I did this to myself.
Assume it's just not worth getting back up,
So I'll blame it on bad luck.
And i'll shake responsibility and say a hard
life did this to me.


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