Mr. Chainsaw

When was it that you lost your youth or traded It for something more for them to use, so jaded Why is it that you never said I love you more than just a friend? I pray this gridlock never ends and when we get there just depends Found out recently that you are leaving "For good, I hope" I softly tell my ceiling It's better now to be alive, sleeping is my 9 to 5 I'm having nightmares all the time Of running out of words that rhyme Everything that you could never say Would never matter anyway I took a hammer and two nails to my eardrums long ago Before that steak knife took my eyes I looked up to the sky For the last thing I would ever see For the last time I'd cried When was it that you sold your life or wasted Every bite of that small slice you never tasted? I guess I should be one to talk, there's nights that I can't even walk There's days I couldn't give a fuck and in between is where I'm stuck From blocks away I heard somebody screaming That small child inside of you that you left bleeding You stabbed him up not once but twice, cubicles will now suffice Some say it's the roll of the dice I think they're wrong, I know I'm right Every breath that I could barely breathe Could barely make it past my teeth I took a blowtorch to both of my lungs a long, long time ago And every step that I could take is one more difficult to make Mr. Chainsaw came and took my legs a long, long time ago In case you're wondering, I'm singing about growing up About giving in In case you're wondering, I'm singing about growing up About giving in In case you're wondering, we're singing about growing up About giving in In case you're wondering, we're singing about growing up About giving up and giving in