Are you running away to save your life?
Or are you just playing games with mine?
Cause the stories I hear are nice and fine
as acts of fiction in a paperback spine.
It's hard to see you sanitize
(all the words that we have to say)
substitute truth with your lies
(where'd you take my heart anyway)
and all the years you would deny
(you break my heart then you run away)
and give me hard wood goodbyes
I wonder how many believe
all the acts of fantasy you weave
to cover your own ass and deceive
and fraud the system,
"oh, you poor little thing!"
Thanks, brudda. The drums are a lot of fun to play, though. I think they might be my favorite part of this song. Hah.
TheSomerookie 7 months ago