Road map is a bitter pill Scene stinks of a double deal A good front like the devil will Your eyes on the prize Come clean like you said you would And
't Of course you don't, the words might choke And how long is too long when you're waiting by the phone? Made up, you win, I'm must give in To each their
If ever I'm wrong, whatever I do If anyone asks, I will be hiding from you If ever I speak, put words in my mouth Its only speech and sound Is there
God bless here's a man of conviction With evidence enough to convict him So he stands by the side of the victim Has strength enough to forgive him Hopefully
Just to get by try to stay high It's a good life end of discussion And hours like sand holes in my hand I'm a good soul, martyr me And I'm wasting my
Never love anyone else It's a promise you made to yourself There's a box with the ring on the shelf And it's tarnished Burden of liars and thieves Is
still be here Hooks in her tongue Escape if you can Clear out the room I'll open the window, I'll fly in Blood on the table She made up her mind All
All poison and thrills, a handful of pills Waiting around Nails cut to the quick, you broke what you fixed You're so underground What you waiting for
Every afternoon A point I hammer home You had no follow through Follow through better off alone Wading patiently Stranded in your sea Sing in time and
Of all of the space in this small world There's room in my life for you, girl Though we had a lot of words to say Didn't think we'd need to have Another
Never thought anything lasts forever Hanging on every word, hold the cards in tight But you're killing me with sincerity And I'd make any move tonight
Wait and fight You never threatened to stop breathing countless times When it wouldn't make a sound Baby eyes The whole thing is a fading senseless blur
Rows of houses on forever What the neighbors never know When the hammer fell, the kettle whistle yells All good sinners go to hell, serpent turns onto
don't do any good With tears in their eyes Fight the good fight Maintain the trend Just look me in the eyes and say The world's not gonna end Get stuck
you don't Of course you don't The words might choke How long is too long when you're waiting by the phone? Made up You win I'm lost Give in To each Their
Every afternooon A point I hammer home You had no follow through, no follow through Better off alone Waiting patiently Stranded in your sea Singing
Of all of the space in this small world There's room in my life for you, girl Though we had a lot of words to say Didn't think we'd need to have another
Just to get by and try to stay high its a good life,end of discussion and the hours like sand the holes in my hand im a good soul martyr me and im wastin
