| I don’t even know why I’m doing this song
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| I don’t even know how I feel anymore… god damn it
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| I can’t count how many times I been the last one laughing
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| The joke is on me, cause see I keep crashing
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| My life is changing, really weird being here and there
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| But airplane flights and fighting long distance late nights
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| Doing double duty to a girl id love to live for
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| Thinking for ever, last alot, last long then I had planned on
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| Immortal is love, life isn’t just a nice portal we go leaping through
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| I dig through dumpsters and rifle through the scraps
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| My spirit is starving, I am sad
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| I just wanted to walk my thoughts off and drink a cup of coffee
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| It seems like I can’t sleep anyway, what am I doing here
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| My intentions span a mans attention, they pay me no mind
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| For I am the mother of invention
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| They say an ounce of pervention is worth a pound of cure
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| But I’m sure my intentions werent pure
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| In fact they acted so brazin
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| That’s what forced me to leave this safe haven
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| And now I’m out in the storm having cut off my escape route
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| I slid through the some mud in a make shift rain suit
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| I was soaking wet and drug myself up from the bottom
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| I was shocked by cupids rock, I chased him down until I caught him
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| Grabbed the gimpy infant diaper rash
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| He used to quiver quickly to load love and unload until I started to feel sickly
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| I was head over high heels in love with my wheels in my girlie
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| The road came calling but she left early, now I’m falling into early thought
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| I can’t stop thinking I just hope I don’t get caught
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| aaaaaahhhhhh, I break everything
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| So I broke it off, because I break everything
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| Fall out of love is an abstract art
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| I know I don’t support your dreams
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| But I don’t mean to be so selfish
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| I’m just overwhelmed by currents of assurance
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| Still I’m helpless and hoping
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| Someone else will help this coping
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| To be open is an art form, I’m feeling closed in
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| Mostly a part from where we came from is part of who’s to blame
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| There really nothing nobody can do to ease this pain
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| I’m feeling freezed in rain drops spread across the roof tops
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| I’m hiding undercover until the truth stops leaking
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| With loose lips peaking, gossip starts speaking in tongues
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| There’s not a decent soul among them young ones
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| Who just gathered in rapture to pay hommage
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| To the capture of the master
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| We made ship to shore communication
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| You are my first true love but I’ve lost patience
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| With the endless way we let inpendence way of tendancy
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| To say I need more space, so please go away
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| Later on the change is on the otherside, let it slide
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| Better be hiding the good vibe that I am feeling
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| When not stealing light from your likeness but
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| Like it or not, you let the first shot go
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| And invited the first thoughts of might we be so tired
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| As to be beyond the first aid our state required
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| Doo doo do do doo do doo do doo doo doo do
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| Man…
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| You can’t bandage neglected efforts or put band aids on baskets
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| No longer filled with love and now employed as caskets
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| Yes the love is dead, no the love remains
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| Nothing sings the soul as much of what the whole contains
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| When dumped down on this ground below
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| Spread slow at first but then emerced the town in its undertow
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| We can’t grow in salt water cried the pretty girls
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| Neither can the flowers bloom
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| When you in tune your rose pedals in contract with those have settled in their
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| ways
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| They layed down their arms and gave up thier glory days
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| Shortly before I walk out this door
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| I took a last look back and still I’m not sure
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| I’ve been a B minus boyfriend whos character was doubted
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| Who in every fight we had raised my voice and shouted
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| When I wouldn’t even have to say a single thing at all
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| But if I strive to keep my silence it will be a lonley fall
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| But if I speak up now and raise my voice above the crowd noise
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| She only hear me hollering, she won’t feel my footsteps
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| And following the shoes that break dance and exude balance
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| As the real amazing girl with an endless list of talents
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| That’s why I’m challenging myself to grow up and spread out
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| If it’s meant to be then its meant to be gently
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| Left alone to work itself out…
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| I just need more time
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| FUCK!
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| I don’t even want to do this anymore
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| The phone calls, back and forth
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| Hello I’m lost, hello I’m found, hello I want you back, goodbye
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| I’m by myself again, I’m really tired of being lonely
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| I’m sick of this… get out of my head
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| I broke it off because I break everything, everthing I touch turns to dust
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| Ooooh why, why would I want to touch anything, anymore
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| I don’t want to go through this again |