Janie

(альбом: All Things Move Toward Their End - 2007)

Why do I feel like I'm
Always gonna get it right next time
When every time I open my eyes
I repeat the same shit that makes me

Lose at everything I do
Every time I try to do good I made a fool
A fucking cesspool of lies
But in my head I think they're true

I think it's time I clear my mind
And fess up for every time I've lied
But not tonight, there's not enough time
I'd rather just get high and write down

All the times I've been this low
And all the shit I've put you through
You'll never know I'm a selfish imbecile
You don't love me, you love what I say to you

I fucking hate myself, I hate my friends
Hate my job, I hate everything but you
I fucking hate myself, I hate my friends
Hate my job, I hate everything but you
But you
But you, but you
But you

Which is why I cannot tell you what you deserve to know
If you leave I swear I'll end it all right here
Do you really want me to?
But I don't know what the fuck else I should do