Behind every beautiful thing, there is some kind of pain -bob dylan
Waste
Your mother came up to me
She wanted answers only she should know
Only she should know
It wasn't easy to deal
With the tears that rolled down her face
I had no answers cuz I didn't even know you
But these words..they can't replace
The life you, the life you waste
How could you paint this picutre?
Was life as bad as it should seem
That there were kno more options for you?
I can't explain how I feel
I've been there many times before
I've tasted the cold steel of my life
Crashing down before me
But these words
They can't replace
The life you, the life you waste
Did daddy not love you?
Or did he love you just too much?
did he control you?
did he live through you at your cost?
Did he leave no questions for you to answer on your own?
Well f*ck them, and f*ck her, and f*ck him,
And f*ck you
For not having the strength in your heart to pull through
I've had doubts, I have failed
I've f*cked up, I've had plans
Doesn't mean I should take my life with my own hands
But these words, they don't replace
The life you waste