**** that guy and his silly little flat hat, and his ******* drunken chants.
  
Yeah, **** his dysfunctional mother for raising him like that, that twisted little ****.
  
Hell if I had a chance I'd probably go back in time and punch his alcoholic father right in the cumquat.
  
**** him and the way he uses his women, what an ***.

He probably learned all that when his parents weren't around and he had all that time to pass.

Wish I could go back and kick some sense into his little lame ***          

Look at him crushing all those beers with his dude-bros out on his little fratty patio.

Look at him trying to be all complex taking those art classes about 'Versachio,' or some Italian ******* playshow.

**** him for his cat calls and his belligerent ego, **** him for being such a jewel covered under miles of limestone.      

For being interested in art and love,  crowded in the corner of a house he can't even call home.

**** him for wanting to be accepted and admired instead of being alone.

**** me.

Why is it that when I'm so unsure, I gotta be sure
Because hypothetically if I were, you'd get the hell outta here

Darling, I'm not trying to live in fear, but love is a scary thing
Especially when you've got thoughts like you might just someday stop breathing

If there's some kind of divine plan, tell me God didn't plan my obsolescence
If there's such a great man, tell me where is his presence

I can't expect a promise to unfold the way I want it to, if you're meant to be
If every decision you make is on part of your happiness

Not everything I was taught as a child was intentional
That life is so hypocritical
That our purpose is entirely self critical
That love and god are illusions of what we want and need, and yet we continue to act like everything we do is so unconditional                                        

But we will continue to sieze
But we will continue to lie
But we will continue to deal in the trades that make us feel the most at ease
But we will always draw the God card just shy

Chewing the same gum for a while now
Late nights, and parties, and fights
About time I spit it out,
Douse the fire, and flare the smoke out

This is an S O S to brain control
We're getting a lot of alcohol down here
It's time to exhale and breathe in fresh air
Kid, you mys as well dig yourself a hole

I speak words, but my words wear masks
They mean more to me, you'll never see what's underneath
Maybe they'll be clearer after we share this flask
And then I can wake up in the morning and breath

And I'll be ****** if I see you show up to my party
I was just trying to reach out
Now my veins run like a still river in doubt
My heart has beat itself out

I walk through the cold to see you on your break
I climb through these mental obstacles to be with you, christs sake
They call this **** love, but when I'm left to my thoughts
Everything comes to shove

I told her I want her to be free, that the door on the cage was left wide open
But a few months passed and I started calling her mine
And I couldn't help but close that gate and surpress her ambient shine
I just wanted her to myself, I wanted to drown myself in her love, I wanted to be the only one to see her at her best

See in the beginning I wanted everything for you, and when you opened up to me all I wanted was everything about you to myself, you don't get to choose
See in the beginning I was a stand-up guy, I had funny jokes, little punch lines, and a thing for you, I had everything you wanted, and I knew that.
I abused that, baby, I abused that.

I want you to be free, but you see, I have some problems with me.
I have a problem reconciling my path with yours in this ocean.
Because where in the hell is my compass when every direction looks like North
Where are we, and where are we going
I couldn't make you walk the plank, but maybe you'll just jump overboard

And in the beginning I told you it'd be rough waters
And maybe I knew you weren't the most skilled of sailors
But at least I had faith in something

Your bar nights, your ****** sleeves
She's a massichist in her own thoughts
Apparently that's what everyone's bought

Inbetween her mascara, her eyes are like beads
Like little planets, pulling me into her every plead
But I can't get close enough to read
I'm stuck in her orbit
I'm constantly following the way she leads

Just a couple more drinks
Let the radio play, maybe the right song 'n she'll dance
Maybe, maybe, I'll think

I feel the strangest gravity
Girl, I don't even know you
But you got a pull like no other
You make me feel like a creep

It's that song, that particular feeling
You see, you felt, but you can't anymore
It's that smile, that dance that you remembered
But you can't anymore
It's that strange gravity