How did I get here?
And why the hell did it take this long?
I've buried a best friend
inside my trash can you left outdoors....
And you dropped me in the mailbox, my face paint still left on.
And you accused I never loved you
I could say nothing to change your mind.
Charlie, Charlie, Charlie. My smile has become empty/ (lazy)
Heard you've been looking for me.
Come on kid you know where I would go....
See lately, lately, lastly
I would love for you to ask me, where the line between
my pen and mind's at war. I tell MOST the truth you know.
My voice is a hatchet. It's forgotten how to whisper soft.
My mind is a bucket, and it captures the rain
sinking through the ceiling, landing on the rooftops.
You told me you were filled up with love... I said, "You've lost it."
You've said a mess of errors, you know not what it costs yet.
but I know, i know i know
They say I've lost it all. I watched them burn all the pictures of good pain on the beaches.
and oh, if this is rock bottom....! Then I say, "God damn! The view from here is breath taking...."