Why can't the words
Come out just right
I'm not where I want to be
And none of it seems
That gruesome to me
Maybe I've lost my
Sensitivity
What is right
Where I stand
This isn't how
Any of it
It was planned
I'm making decisions
That I never thought
I would
I might move to a big city
And die there if I could
If I would
You're paying to fill the void
You're losing what it means
Scream yell
You're burning your flick
You're wasting your only scene
What is right
Where I stand
This isn't how
Any of it
It was planned
I'm making decisions
That I never thought
I would
I might move to a big city
And die there if I could
If I would