Album: In Loving Memory Of...

Waste

So I knew you were fakin?About your dreams
Cause when you抮e wakin?Everything抯 what it seems

I know you got roses
You wanta throw on my grave
But all the time you
You can抰 seem [to ?]

Oh, doesn抰 it hurt
To see me reachin?Words and excuses lame
While it抯 time for leavin?
So mama don抰 hit the fruit jar
I抎 rather see ya hit me
Just cause you go too far
And I抣l lose what抯 real

You抣l out fine babe
Like father like son
I was wasted at the forkroads
I抦 too old to run

Oh, doesn抰 it hurt
To see me reachin?Words and excuses lame
While it抯 time for bleedin?
So if it抯 pity I need
[Or retraction] I bleed
Cause I never
Cause I never
Cause I never
Asked for nothing

So mama don抰 hit the fruit jar
I抎 rather see ya hit me
Just cause you go too far
And I抣l lose what抯 real

Oh, doesn抰 it hurt
To see me reachin?Words and excuses lame
While it抯 time for bleedin?