I can tell she's underneat my skin cuz I can feel her clogging up my pores And I can't help but wonder why She's the one I adore Her eyes are focus somewhere
You're throwin' stones at me from glass houses I'm searchin' in all of the wrong places Strong words that penetrate and break skin "Forever's not too
Black Church or No Church? Black Church. If I'm out of line, will you help reel me in? If I'm out of line, will you cleanse me of my sins? I'll feel
If you walked in on a cold-blooded murder Would you rat me out? Or help me reload? I'm not a bad guy, but it's been a rough year and I need a friend that
Baby I think you got me hypnotized Crazy But you're so desensitized Show me I'm captivated by your cigarette Lovely I'm enslaved by your silhouette But
There's a fossil at the bottom of a tar-pit I think about it in my bedroom, layin' on the carpet Starin' up at the ceiling yeah yeah? woah woah? I don
I shot a glance at you from across the room And I think you may have shot one right back to me And I'm not sure just what you want to do I'm not sure,
Hey I know that you think that you're a pretty big deal around here Congratulations You're the big men on campus Woe-oh I'm so goddamn impressed with
Her head is in a better place Away from the massacre I've asked her so many times without an answer Russian roulette Shithouse rats Slit your wrists
I've tried to just blend in In retrospect, I don't wanna fit inside your little coffin It's so safe But I don't wanna die a bastard with no face It's
Trouble in paradise has got her down Cheshire cats follow me around town Now she's down, like syndrome With suburb clones From broken homes, alright
Your eyes They speak in volumes As they follow me around the room But I know All your intentions Cause I can feel them in my bones If I had known you
Best wishes to you and your fold A thousand stories better left untold No stones have been left unturned You live, You learn, You die, You burn all off
I've got a crooked agenda, and I've got kool-aid I've got empty pockets and a three-pronged plan I've got the answer to questions that make your head
I miss her goddamnit It's so hard to let go of this charade My parade is rained out and I'm drowin' You were my escape From this place That I hate That
All my friends are skeletons And I love them to the bones We hang out and play nintendo And talk on cellular phones And we don't give two shits about
I'm scared to know what the answer is But I can't help but question her character I'm scared to know what the answer is But I can't help but question
Alone is a rough place to be So please won't you invade my privacy Cause I'm sick of pretending to be proud So don't ya dare criticize the in crowd But
