I've been thinking 'bout what you said It's been goin round in my head I've been thinking about what you were It's been messy messed up blur And
I believe in something else Now go bother someone else Stick your fingers in your book Take a second better look You crook I hate it when you breach
He gets out of bed He goes to the room He turns on the set He is as smart as a broom Hey you brainless How'd you lose us Hey you dumbass How'
I wish I would've met you Now it's a little late What you could've taught me I could've saved some face They think that you're early ending Was
(Oh fuck man real hard or something and I was gonna sing something from him to your bedroom machine) (I was gonna sing something um I was gonna sing
Once again I'm stuck in here Once again I'm in low gear Once again I have a fear Once again I'm stuck in here Hey just close the door Think back
Said no way but knew I'd try someday Sad but true it still won't wash away And I can't take you with me And I can't tell you what to do I got a
One thing is for sure I don't need it Makes my life a war What a bore Don't you understand It wasn't even my plan I guess you just can't see
You got a bad old habit of making people sad You got a bad old habit of making people dead You thought you were cool I don't really understand it
I got empty point to make It's about a faith An empty point of view Stinky through and through So you think you got some problems So you think
Did you think about your mother Did you think about your dad Did you think about no other Did you think you'd be so sad To think you'd be so cold
I've been thinking about what you said It's been going around in my head I've been thinking about what you were It's a messy messed up blur And when
All my life All my time Oh it's got a price Oh gonna pay for mine I know you really care I know you really care All my friends they got Old apathy in
Said no way But knew I'd try some day Sad but true It still won't wash away And I can't take you with me And I can't tell you what to do I got a sieve
Once again I'm stuck in here Once again I'm in low gear Once again I have a fear Once again I'm stuck in here Hey just close the door Think back and
I got empty point to make It's about a faith An empty point of view It's stinky through and through So you think you've got some problems? So you think
Did you think about your Mother? Did you think about your Dad? Did you think about no other? Did you think you'd be so sad To think you'd be so cold
One thing is for sure I don't need it Makes my life a war What a bore Don't you understand It wasn't even my plan I guess you just can't see What you
