I was once told by someone that when i grow older, i could throw all my worries away. It seems like their honesty suffered from the same leak that rids this pen of ink. Am i correct to say...that life is but a waste? So, hold your tongue because every word you speak has been forged a thousand times before. As we grow up, we are stripped away of our innocence and now i'm plagued with ignorance....but i'm defenseless. We are the victims of our own mishapen beliefs afterall. Despite your lack of a steady beat in your heart, you're a phone call away from tearing me apart...and i'm retracing my steps so i can figure out just what went wrong. Nobody seems to know how to make a move when you're alone at the bar on a friday night or alone in your room writing a song. Even with your quiet optimism, you can only count to six. These faded memories help you unwind, but don't look to me for sympathy because i am not that kind. Am i correct to say...that life is but a waste?

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I shiver when i remember all the times i could've saved the day, but now i'm half a world away. Everything's ok...tomorrow's on its voyage here, say goodbye to all this pain.

So you stare at me with a fist while i lay in the rain, completely motionless. She said "let's talk" as i start walking away with nothing to say. Life is not a tape, even though i wish i could rewind and change...that conversation to a cold shoulder and a stop sign. Concentrating, judging by the time on the clock and this last shot, i'll be home soon. Just hold me down and let my blood run out...like your beauty when you let the alcohol consume. You were the swan, you were the dove...but everything has a beginning and an end just like our so-called 'love'. Am i correct to say...that life is but a waste?

I shiver when i remember all the times i could've saved the day, but now i'm half a world away. Everything's ok...tomorrow's on its voyage here, say "goodbye" to all this pain.

We all left the room as he said, "you are the bullet in her head"...and so we drink...and so we drink...and so we drink her out of our memories. (looped again through chorus)

I shiver when i remember all the times i could've saved the day, but now i'm half a world away. Everything's ok...tomorrow's on its voyage here, say "goodbye" to all this pain.

Afterall...the wolves are at the door...
and i'm sure you'll let them in either way.


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