Unlucky seventeen, already handed plans for the future Glamour obsessed, told how to dress, and shown how to think And I dont have a job, but I can show you how to be a slob So many days, wasted and glazed Sometimes I laugh aloud as I think about, You asking me Please can you help? Cant help my self Im not your savior, Im not who you want me to be A cowardly mistake Ive made so many times before, refusing to break Cut my losses ties them with you, like a good boy Ill pretend And promise not to do it again Do you remember when, life was so simple and permanent? Everyones changed, Everyones cool, Everyone sucks But I cant seem to complain, Exciting and new is just not there Youre getting scared Im not your savior, never thought I was anyway Im a void with empty promises that backs out late Never said Id change, taking back the words that we spoke Like a fuel tank running dry, youll believe it when I choke
Posted on: Fri, 09 Jan 2015 00:26:36 +0000
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