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Fireworks at dawn, as I sip for assistance
This flask keeps me calm, it reflects back my bent image
Of someone who's lost, getting older by the minute
Laugh lines are
I give blood not for the cause
But to slowly give up the person I was
Holding my breath won't help
Everything went to hell
Here I am
Looking down at the bottom of the glass
Is it all my fault that
I need a sign like shooting stars
To help connect the dots
And turn my cuts into scars?
My regrets are what keep me still alive
I'll burn the pictures before I leave
And wipe my prints off from the scene
The embers will help me to grieve
I need a drink to take
To take me through the day
Sometimes I lie awake
And think of my mistakes
Was there ever a time when
We weren't
I take a shot of Jameson or Jack
To start the morning off with old friends
I'll celebrate like it's the anniversary
Of the day that we first met
I would rather play dead (Rather play dead)
Sure it looks easy when it's through borrowed eyes
The hero has a thousand faces, none of them matching mine
Fuck the world, fuck the stars, fuck the person you are
None of this will matter if I don't give up folding my cards
Wake up, you're sleeping
Wake up, you're sleeping behind the wheel
We open the sky and we hope you see light
Strike a match
Light the chandelier
This bedroom is a ballroom now
Strike the band and make the dead
Right now I find myself dangling
On the edge trying not to fall in
Back to where I came from
But who would want me anyway?
I'm a lush with broken parts of paper mache
And I have nothing left to give
I suffer from a drought of medicine to dull self-doubt
I just wanna drown you out with southern poison
If I had a drink, for every god damn time I think
About your pale skin dressed in pink
At least I'd get some sleep
Sleep, sleep, at least I'd get some sleep
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