| When was it that you lost your youth or traded
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| It for something more for them to use so jaded
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| Why is it that you never said
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| I love you more than just a friend
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| I pray this gridlock never ends
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| And when we get there just depends
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| I found out recently that you are leaving
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| For good I hope I softly tell my ceiling
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| It’s better now to be alive
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| Sleeping is my 9 to 5
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| I’m having nightmares all the time
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| Of running out of words that rhyme
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| Everything that you could never say
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| Would never matter anyway
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| I took a hammer and two nails to my eardrums long ago
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| Before that steak knife took my eyes
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| I looked up to the sky
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| For the last thing I would ever see
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| For the last time I’d cry
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| When was it that you sold your life or wasted
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| Every bite of that small slice you never tasted
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| I guess I should be one to talk
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| There’s nights that I can’t even walk
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| There’s days I couldn’t give a fuck
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| And in between is where I’m stuck
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| From blocks away I heard somebody screaming
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| That small child inside of you that you left bleeding
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| You stabbed him up not once but twice
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| Cubicles will now suffice
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| Some say it’s the roll of the dice
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| I think they’re wrong I know I’m right
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| Every breath that I could barely breathe
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| Could barely make it past my teeth
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| I took a blowtorch to both of my lungs a long long time ago
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| And every step that i could take
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| Each one more difficult to make
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| Mr. Chainsaw came and took my legs a long, long time ago |