Lyrics All The Rest - Twiztid

All The Rest

This is for all the women in the world who think that men don’t burn
That when it comes to heart break… it is never our turn
And it don’t matter who or what is to blame
Cause the first week after a break up… alone…always feels the same
And she said…
«I don’t ever wanna sleep again
I’m alone in the world, and I could use a friend
Could you be that friend, or would you be like all the rest?»
Then I said…
«Babygirl, I’m only half the man that you think that I am
And I would understand, if you bit off more then you could chew
Like all the rest.»
I must admit, I was afraid, I was insane
I could not picture me doin' this again
But she promised me she’d never leave me like all the rest…
She use to threaten me, and say she’s gonna leave
And then maybe, I would see how hurtful love could be
When a heart is left broken in half and empty
And then life becomes as sad as the in songs our CD
And all she ever wanted was for me to come home
Alone, without the burden of her tellin' me so
On the phone that I don’t answer cause I know what she wants
And I’m buzzed, so at the time, I just don’t give a fuck
I’m on my way home now, waitin' for fights to ensue
Anticipatin' and imitatin' everything that you do
And as wrong as I may be, I won’t admit it to you
Cause you’re just a bunch of talk, and you’ll never go through
With anything that you say,
so I stay out all night
'Til the bartender say that he’s turnin' off all the lights
And then maybe, on my way hope I realize, but I never do
Cause drama is what you’re stickin' to, and baby, I’m your crazy glue
I appreciate your honesty
And the fact that you’re bloody doesn’t bother me
It’s just a way to separate only you from all the rest…
Normal people call me abnormal because I’m pissed
She smiled and she chuckled, and blew me a lil' kiss
Musta got lost in the Jose Quevo with Lemon twist
Or the sounds of bodies slappin', grindin' to club hits
Can we go somewhere and talk about ya sexy little face?
I mean, I know it’s twenty-ten, and you gave me the MySpace
On the cocktail napkin from under ya mixed drink
But I wanna pick ya mind and see how ya really think
Put ya up inside a dunk tank and see if ya sink
Lay ya on the bed, and spread your legs, and play wit' ya pink
I mean, I’m trippin' if you’re mad, and I’m serious if ya down
See, ya smilin' again, c’mon, let’s have another round
I must admit, I was afraid, I was insane
I could not picture me doin' this again
I promise you…
I must admit, I was afraid, I was insane
I could not picture me doin' this again
But she promised me she’d never leave me like all the rest…
I must admit, I was afraid, I was insane
I could not picture me doin' this again
I promise you…