I know it's not enough to say I'm wrong You know that I will miss you now you're gone I know it's not your life to see this through Just know that in
Swimming in the dark, we're bound to drift apart And I just can't go on, pretending we're in love. We play with matches in the rain but never learn We
When the clock strikes twelve Tell me where you're gonna be Cleaning up the mess we made Or watching your TV And if you have to ask Then you don't have
Let the rain fall down, let it fall to the ground Let the rain fall down to the ground And the birds don't sing, no, they don't make a sound When you'
Lay down, lay down with your drunken fools, I never thought you could be so cruel. And all the rumors I heard were true, You had another man in the room
The gun is loaded when the class is full Down the hatch and the trigger's pulled Off the wake and they're back onto the stool I know that when I stare
Today I walked down our old street Past the diner where we'd meet Now I dine alone in our old seats The cold wind blows right through my bones And I feel
Don't wait for a knight in shining armor Your savior's reflected in the mirror These flowers have grown from blood stains on the ground Go rake the leaves
In a garage, beside a house, there is a luxury Sedan And for his next monthly installment He's gonna go out with a bang Boy who always did what he was
Won't you stop, take a breath Find a moment to reflect On the pure and simple choices That we fail to see From the worst to the best From the East Coast
You spurn my natural emotions You make me feel like dirt And it hurts And if I start a commotion I run the risk of losing you And that's worse Ever fallen
While I tripped, I fell down naked While I scratched my knees, they bled Sew up my eyes, knead now more In our game there is no score Forgive me father
Never understood how she could Mean so little to so many Why does she mean everything to me? Is it worth the pain with no one to blame? For all of my
Vanities are only charity And she makes donations at the Tiffany's Life is hard without a credit card To get by, get by She sold her dreams for security
Constant quick fixes, don't make no sense Hop on bandwagons, They make me sick [Chorus] Don't you tell me what you think is right! When you're living
She was the one who would make me feel so fine And when she walked up to my window with a quirky little smile I rolled down my window and asked her hey
Another F again I fret Another cocky hypocrite Another dirty look from a passerby Kiddy porn and lunatics All the things that make me sick Another suicide
Everybody is tired and poor And sick of trying If you see me on the corner Will you stop or will you splash me? Take a look at what we've become Nothing