Might As Well Get Used to It
It feels so comforting
Seems like that's my destiny
Fake what you want
Selective memory
Wrap me up, and set me free
Meet my friend
Held tightly in my hand
Forgetting what I meant to say
Love but to hate
That's just the way it goes
Inch by Inch I sink below
And I love, I love, I love
All my bad company
And I know, I know, I know
that's what's meant to be
So there's nothing let for me to say.
Stoned and demented
Walking through the walls
When I banged my head I slowly fell
Sad but delighted
Swimmi
Cut
You cut me up
You Cut me down
You cut me in two
How can I explain
Or dignify
The things that you do
I am not a mess
I am not the freak
That you once spoke to
I am right here
I am complete
If I'm not then you're a joke too
No more wasted time
To redefine our lives to you
You've got something to prove to you
You've got something to prove to me
I've got nothing to prove to you
Want me to pay
Want me to fall
I'm not sure who's disgraced
You locked yourself
Into a vault
Now your face is mean
I catapult
A fresher thought
You must watch the groove
You catch yourself
You're cynical
And that's your excuse too
I want to give you something, something that you've never had