I feel like a vase
Used
Empty
Worthless
Knowing one day you’ll knock me over and break me

Drowning my feelings in whiskey
Laying in bed drunk has me thinking
Thoughts in my head
Wishing I was dead
I close my eyes
Just to see you
Blade against my wrist
Wishing I could go
Wondering what it would be like if I was dead

Life has made me lawless
Life made me a conman
I can't remember when I last felt stillness
Been stuck begging for change with a can
People walk by seeming flawless
But never look twice at their fellow man

Life has made me lawless
Life made me a conman
Pride and feeling tallness
Are two things I'll never understand
Most days the world seems ruthless
I suppose that's just my hand

Life has made me lawless
Life made me a conman
I hope death may take me from this madness
And make me a free man