Well it must be the love I mean the lack thereof The words fall off my tongue Shot like bullets and made you run What have I become? Preaching for you to grab your gun Put it to your head Suicidal pistol grip pump
Back again I ain’t dead just yet Though your absence flows like a kiss from death Fuck all the pretense cause everyone gets upset I’ve gotta get this off my chest I can’t keep playing pretend So this is me, this is me Somewhat put together and still bursting at the seams Sing it one time for each dream I couldn't achieve
One time, one time for all my dead friends And everyone who spends time chasing dead ends I wont last forever And when I die I don't give a fuck who attends
Cause I'm just a bitterromantic who's self centered antics Made me transparent to my friends and parents A lonely bastard birthed in a casket Never managed to man up and move passed her Youth by my side, .45 I keep strapped Try and explain how I forgot how to laugh Nobody cares so I put myself on my back So doctor answer the question that I’ve been dying to ask What lasts forever? Forever. Forever. Forever. Forever.