There’s a drill,
that’s ringing in my head.
Put me in a coffin,
then nail me back up again.
I told you that this is a song,
Now there’s nothing,
and you don’t play along.
I tear up pages,
when I know that their mine.
I want to show you,
it wasn’t right.
I told you that this is wrong.
You walked away,
said “You just don’t belong”
I tried,
to get this all along,
I tried to get this,
suffocation,
in of the back of my throat,
out.
I lied,
with every single breath.
Like I’m just lazy.
Stay in Sunday,
it just feels good and warm inside.
It helps me feel alive.
Whenever happiness takes its toll,
I only wonder if I did,
everything right,
to the best I know.
Whenever a guilty conscious takes control,
I only roll back and forth,
in my bed.
Filed for a renew,
I see it in my rear-view.
To the sounds of,
whatever rises up again.
This was only to be a song,
I told you then,
but you didn’t give a fuck.
I’m only trying to give you what you want.
I’m only trying just to please,
well I have to.
I’m only trying to,
write you a song,
make it long,
when I do,
everybody sings along.
I’m only trying to give you what you want.
I’m only trying just to please,
well I have to.
I’m only trying to,
write you a song,
make it long,
when I do,
everybody sings along.
I tried,
to get this all along,
I tried to get this,
suffocation,
in of the back of my throat,
out.
I lied,
with every single breath.
Like I’m just lazy.
Stay in Sunday,
it just feels good and warm inside.
It helps me feel alive.
Whenever happiness takes its toll,
I only wonder if I did,
everything right,
to the best I know.
Whenever a guilty conscious takes control,
I only roll back and forth,
in my bed.
When I lay in this bed,
that’s made for two.
I’ll be sleeping,
with death,
before I will with you.
There was a chance,
but you were too scared,
so I’ll sleep alone,
with the choice,
you thought was fair.
When I lay in this bed,
that’s made for two.
I’ll be sleeping,
with death,
before I will with you.
There was a chance,
but you were too scared,
so I’ll sleep alone,
with the choice,
you thought was fair.
Whenever happiness takes its toll,
I only wonder if I did,
everything right,
to the best I know.
Whenever a guilty conscious takes control,
I only roll back and forth,
in my bed.
