| There’s not that many people I actually like having around,
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| So if you promise to be patient I promise that I’ll try not to let you down
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| Every day I wish myself good luck
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| But it’s just a shame I’m set to self-destruct
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| If I can’t kick this anxiety then it’s my future I can see
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| The number 2 becomes 1 — it’s you having fun without me Remember years ago we made pacts and said how we’d never look back?
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| Now all those friends I know before, I barely see them anymore
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| It was «til the living end» we said, but now we all act like the living dead
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| That’s why inside I’m kind of jammed up We’ve not moved on but we’ve given up I guess sooner or late I’ll just have to accept it’s all fucked
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| It doesn’t matter if I shut my eyes, I can still barely sleep
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| I’m running out of teeth to grind and out of sane thoughts in my mind
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| And if by chance I fall into something relatively deep,
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| It turns out the resting part was just pretend, wake up and start over again
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| I took a walk around the other day, the old hangouts don’t look the same
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| It’s such a shame
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| It’s a bad idea raking up old graves, but I’ll tell you what
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| It’s the thought of digging new ones and watching you walk away and lying down
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| inside
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| That plagues my mind each night
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| I hope I don’t wake up |