The only thing I've been counting on for far too long Is curtains closing, overdosing on lost momentum Don't know what is a perfect fit I'm more or less inadequate A little off so here's a song For ignoring lessons Twenty years spent cursing mirrors You can disregard these words my dear Out of the box my eyes were crossed I still can't quite see so clear Yeah my dreams are allergies, they're delicate But what the fuck did you expect? What comes around fucking goes around In commuter towns No wonder why I'm burning out
So blast my demise loud Intoxicated, annihilate Pay dues drink the blues away We're in distress, you call us blessed I beg you to think again Take one listen and you will know Your twisted decisions stunted our growth