Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song What Would You Do If I'm Not What I'm Supposed To Be, artist - Listener. Date of issue: 30.09.2006
Song language: English
What Would You Do If I'm Not What I'm Supposed To Be |
| i pull the pin off the grenade and toss it gently in the middle |
| honey let’s not kid ourselves, that’s the devil with his fiddle |
| he’s playing our song again, and it’s starting to rub off |
| i clench my teeth to pass the pain, but my jaw is turning soft |
| this eagles eye view is killing it all for me |
| you’ve got full access to the heart, but all you do is break the key |
| you might be model, but are you willing to play your role |
| buried deep inside that bottle is a window to the soul |
| and you have to tell me what it is that’s so amazing |
| from the outside looking in it doesn’t seem worth saving |
| you plea for bargains, mercy, grace, and all the rest |
| but i can’t seem to give it to you, with this boulder on my chest |
| and i want it gone, but you won’t take it anymore |
| here’s another string of words i’ve saved from the killing floor |
| what would you think if i sang out of tune |
| would you stand up and walk out on me? |
| what would you do if i’m not what i’m supposed to be? |
| lend me your ears and i’ll sing you a song |
| and i’ll try not to sing out of key |
| what would you do if i’m not what i’m not what i’m supposed to be? |
| stress and life get packaged like forks and knives |
| one for destroying and another for stabbing insite |
| just a few more miles with this plastic carrot in sight |
| i’m tired of pulling you suckers, but i’ll do my job tonight |
| i stretch these old bones and take a good look at my reflection |
| but i can’t see anything that’s really worth a mention |
| oh, there i am just a speck at the bottom |
| or more like a stain waiting to be forgotten |
| i’m an empty carcass, a hopeless case with a broken lock |
| but i’ll be alright my skins thick like a wet blanket full of rocks |
| this is me, a reality, a skinless mess trying to hold it all together |
| please don’t let me be your goal, i’m a rusty car without leather |
| no sunroof, no fancy engine, and no cd |
| i’m all hubcaps, am/fm, and it costs extra if it’s free |
| i will point at you, i will put you down |
| i will disappoint you every time i make these sounds |
| so leave now, forget me, save yourself instead |
| you are nothing |
| love, the voice inside my head |
| what would you think if i sang out of tune |
| would you stand up and walk out on me? |
| what would you do if i’m not what i’m supposed to be? |
| lend me your ears and i’ll sing you a song |
| and i’ll try not to sing out of key |
| what would you do if i’m not what i’m not what i’m supposed to be? |