ive been down this road before and its a dead end
there is no light at the end of this tunnel
it took me weeks to pick my self esteem up of the floor
and its gonna take me months to restore my faith in humanity
my heart was made to be broken
forget me
im just a nail in your coffin
another sawn off shotgun under your bed
i wish this was just another country town im passing through on the
road to a big city
but it just aint, little cyanide princess
looking like a kid on a date with uncertainty
you got a chip on your shoulder the size of house rafters
and hearts on all your sleeves baring teeth and 'no vacancy' signs
all my friends have lost the shine in their eyes
they used to be gold
now they are just gold-plated
(and i know im not the first to write about this)
but they are still my homeboys
our names in the good books
the bad book is the bible
but its not too long before we burn all the pages
and we are living in a house of cards
sit and smile as the roof caves in
spend time with me in wonderland
"we're all mad here!"
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