Jan 12, 2006 00:55
Everyone gets what they deserve...
even you, even me.
You are always saying that I owe you one
Well, let's consolidate this debt
Get on a payment plan,
I'll pay you compliments
You can still treat me bad
But now it's easy, getting easier
To leave you and this town behind
I'll do some traveling
Once I'm gone tell all our friends you got even
I'm held like an object
And then set aside
And I'm back on the shelf
I'm locked in the drawer
I'm mint in the box
But you would still sell me for cost
Wouldn't you?
I'll be anything...
The cord of a parachute...
I'll be anything...
The blanket on top of you...
I'll be anything...
The window you are looking through...
I'll be anything...
The cord of a parachute...