| I swear I’m breaking out of here
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| The things you want are still unclear
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| I’m sick of gnawing on these tired bones
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| While you cycle through the words I know
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| And if I’ve got nothing to prove
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| Why do I do the things I do?
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| I growl at the sadness that’s been eating you
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| I watch you disappear, I don’t know what I should do
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| When every little thing seems to set you off
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| I try to get you off the couch, drag you around the block
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| And if I’ve got nothing to prove
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| Why do I do the things I do?
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| I don’t want to be locked up
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| Just want to kill something I love
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| Wouldn’t that be enough?
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| I’m biting back
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| Growling with a grin
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| When everything you love coms caving in
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| Just want to kill something I love
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| (Over and ovr and over)
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| Just want to kill something I love
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| (Over and over and over)
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| Just want to kill something I love
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| (Over and over and over)
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| Just want to kill something I love
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| (Over and over and over)
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| And if I’ve got nothing to prove
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| Why do I do the things I do?
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| I don’t want to be locked up |