I am barely living proof that life hurts
I've had a life's worth of pain
And my regrets have been my life's work
Try to write my way through it
But can never find the right words
I just jumble 'em and fumble
In a tunnel where no lights work
Every day I live *****
And every single night's worse
Life's a Bentley dealership
And I'm living with a tight purse
I spit the opposite of life's verse
And will leave it in a white hearse,
But finally see it in a plain light
Life's a test we gotta take
And I can't even spell my name right
Because inside of my head
I'm hearing several voices
I'm trying to write an essay
When it's a question of choices
And then of consequences
I always question my decisions
So I'm always on the fences
I will do it if I said it
But more than often, I'll admit
That I'll wish I hadn't meant it
You can prepare for the worst
But that don't mean you can prevent it
My swollen heart, though broke, is hard
And I've learned how to defend it
But there's just those certain blows
That I cannot be hit again with
I've got a powerful message
I just don't know how to send it
Guess I'll just throw it in the bottom
Of a bottle I've just finished
And hope it don't ship with the ship
That I sink with every word
With which I'm turned into a menace
And hope that I and it diminish
At rates slower than by it we're replenished