be nice to me

i got boulders on my shoulders

collar bones begin to crack

there is very little left of me

and it's never coming back

there are certain things you ask of me

and there are certain things i lack

the beginning

we were winning

now we're just making a fact

what's it matter anymore?

you believe the lies i tell

there's no meaning to the words

but we still sing these songs well

if we all left it alone

sure it'd work itself out fine

we keep playing with the numbers

and we are running out of time

we are running

we are running

you're a killer and i'm your best friend

think it's unfair

your situation

you say i'm changing

sorry i didn't know i had to stay the same

could we talk about this later?

your voice is driving me--driving me insane

i try to write you poems

but the words--they don't make sense

my hand tries to grip the pencil

but the fingers are too tense

and i try to show emotion

but my eyes won't seem to wet

and i'd love to tell you stories

but i can't remember how they went

you're a flashlight in a dark room for the loneliest black-out

you were all that we had left after it all was filtered out

turn you on in a dark room right before we both pass out

turn you on when i need you

but the batteries ran out

they ran out

you're a werewolf and i'm a full moon

all your very worst enemies be gone soon

i think you're changing

don't worry

you don't got to stay the same

can we talk about this later?

your voice is driving me

driving me insane