| Don’t nobody tell me
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| That God don’t have a sense of humor
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| 'Cause now that I want to live
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| Well, everybody around me is dying
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| Now that I finally wanna live
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| The ones I love are dyin'
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| Becoming friends with a noose that I made
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| And I keep tryin' to untie it
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| Make it into something useful
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| Or maybe hang it through a window pane
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| Turn it into a fire escape
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| It tastes so bitter on my tongue
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| The truth’s a killer
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| But I can’t leave it alone
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| But I can’t leave it alone
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| But I can’t leave it alone
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| You don’t remember my name somedays
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| Or that we’re related
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| It triggers my worry
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| Who else am I gonna lose before I am ready?
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| And who’s gonna lose me?
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| It tastes so bitter on my tongue
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| The truth’s a killer
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| But I can’t leave it alone
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| But I can’t leave it alone
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| But I can’t leave it alone
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| But I can’t leave it a-
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| If you know love
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| You best prepare to grieve
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| Let it enter your open heart and
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| Then prepare to let it leave
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| It tastes so bitter
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| The truth’s a killer
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| But I can’t leave it alone
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| But I can’t leave it alone
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| But I can’t leave it alone
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| But I can’t leave it alone
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| But I can’t leave it a-
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| But I can’t leave it a- |