Coming home
To a fifty-fifty shot
On how you're gonna be
Covering my eyes, pretending I didn't see
How
You're tearing at the seems
I know you're seeing double
And I know you're in a world of trouble
Handled everything like a pity party
Covering up your tracks with an unforgiving sorry
Did you mean it this time
Or was it more lazy lies that crossed your mind
Yelling in my ear that you have so much pride
But when it comes to common sense, it can never find the place or time
But you never tried
Since day one I've been stalled at the starting line
Searching for ease
But I mind as well be blind
Always falling short
Just swimming with weights in my own remorse
Silence
To keep everything at peace
Putting on a smile
Even though I haven't felt that in such a long while
People adding fuel to this well lit fire
They will never put it out, only making the mess dire
Man what a joke
To ever think any person can hold my hope
The ones who are saying it will be fine
Are blocking off their ears and covering their eyes
Avoiding all the signs
Of a nasty recipe being stalled at the starting line
Line