The movie is starting to become a reality
Angry but refuse to show it cause there's no point anymore. I should be used to this type bullshit, I should be used to the emotional punches in the face right about now, but it still somehow hurts... alot. I thought I'd feel numb by now but I guess I was wrong I was wrong. I'm running out of thread to stitch my heart back together everytime some girl ripps it out of my chest and throws it in the fucking road, and watches a car run it over and another car runs it over and over and over and fucking over again. Fuck it fuck it all cause I could try to find the meaning behind it all, but what's the point?? It's pretty simple when you think about it and I've thought about it over and over. I'm just a guy who people like to walk all over and that's about it so fuck it I get it...I get it now. You've won, I'll finally admitt it. You have finally destroyed me and I'm finally done trying to make you see me. Alcohol is my only best friend right now, so I'm gonna go chill and drink the rest of my soco.
"So is that what you call a getaway?
Tell me what you got away with
Cause I've seen more spine in jellyfish
I've seen more guts in eleven-year-old kids
Have another drink and drive yourself home
I hope there's ice on all the roads
And you cna think of me when you forget your seatbelt
and again when your head goes through the windshield
Is that what you call tact?
You're as subtle as a brick in the small of my back
So let's end this call and end this conversation
And is that what you call a getaway?
Tell me what you got away with
Cause you left the frays from the ties you severed
when you say "best friends" means friends forever"
"and I can't let you let me down again"
"So is that what you call a getaway?
Tell me what you got away with
Cause I've seen more spine in jellyfish
I've seen more guts in eleven-year-old kids
Have another drink and drive yourself home
I hope there's ice on all the roads
And you cna think of me when you forget your seatbelt
and again when your head goes through the windshield
Is that what you call tact?
You're as subtle as a brick in the small of my back
So let's end this call and end this conversation
And is that what you call a getaway?
Tell me what you got away with
Cause you left the frays from the ties you severed
when you say "best friends" means friends forever"
"and I can't let you let me down again"