Just hang me on a hook
Everyone has already took
Hang me with the other tools
But please, don't mistake me for a fool
I really didn't mind
Giving to others my time
For when you look, you'll find
It's the ONLY thing that's worth a dime
There really wasn't a day
That I didn't give pieces of myself way
I tried, I did all I could
Never caring I'd be misunderstood
I really was quite amused
When others thought I was being used
I don't regret how my time was spent
Or those that came and went
This is the saddest day
I can give no more of myself away
Now I'll just sit and wait
See what is in my fate
Will others let me drink from their cup
Fill my spirt back up
Fill the pieces in
Let me sing again
Or will I hang on this hook and rust
Slowly turning to dust
I don't care either way
I fought for every single day
I stumbled, often fell
Ran into walls as well
But I always fought, gave it hell
I tried to spend my time well
On things that truly mattered
I was thought of as crazy like the Mad Hatter
They just didn't know
The meaning of life, how it goes
Don't be selfish with yourself or your time, joyfully give it away
Walking into future with faith and hope someone, someday
Will give pieces of themselves to you
When your season is due
Apr 10, 2016
Apr 10, 2016 at 2:31 PM UTC
Just hang me on a hook
Everyone has already took
Hang me with the other tools
But please, don't mistake me for a fool
I really didn't mind
Giving to others my time
For when you look, you'll find
It's the ONLY thing that's worth a dime
There really wasn't a day
That I didn't give pieces of myself way
I tried, I did all I could
Never caring I'd be misunderstood
I really was quite amused
When others thought I was being used
I don't regret how my time was spent
Or those that came and went
This is the saddest day
I can give no more of myself away
Now I'll just sit and wait
See what is in my fate
Will others let me drink from their cup
Fill my spirt back up
Fill the pieces in
Let me sing again
Or will I hang on this hook and rust
Slowly turning to dust
I don't care either way
I fought for every single day
I stumbled, often fell
Ran into walls as well
But I always fought, gave it hell
I tried to spend my time well
On things that truly mattered
I was thought of as crazy like the Mad Hatter
They just didn't know
The meaning of life, how it goes
Don't be selfish with yourself or your time, joyfully give it away
Walking into future with faith and hope someone, someday
Will give pieces of themselves to you
When your season is due
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