I have a habit

Of wreaking havoc

And I'm told that I'm not to blame

Thank God I'm the saddest

Thank God I have it

Until it all goes away

I'm off the deep end

Some would call it inspired

I'm being whittled down to the edge of my wire

Some would say, "there goes a dejected boy", I just count the days to death

Having trust, or lack thereof, has wrought a case in which I am bereft

The walls have trained me to do your dance

And I wouldn't waste my time getting antsy over something you can't see, you won't let me

I'll lose it all to sit in my self-righteous silence

But I don't know how long I can hide it

There's no more secret

Backed into a corner

My defenses have fallen, all the same

This one's for my angels

This one's for my demons

This one's for the people who all have me to blame

Do you feel respected?

Oh so helpless, oh so headless

You're so heartless, I respect it

I'm the same way, it's a headache

And I'm wishing on a star tonight

I might be begging for my life tomorrow

Reality built out of spite

Til' you tilt your head back and it all fades to white

People stick like phantom pains I thought I'd never know

I can feel the ground beneath me find it's ebb and flow

Got any good ideas you can beat into my skull?

I'm am not submitting, I'm just declining to ever fall

Lost my motivation and I blame my own apathy

You say you know the difference, no, you never knew the half of me

It's the same old story, different dependence, I'm over extending

just don't lose it, or then again, send it: there's no time to lose, it's just a force of habit

Just cry your tears

Say your thanks

And let your past lives go on their way

And if you're happy but you still can't believe it

It'll be gone by the end of the day

And if you're happy but you still can't believe it

It'll be gone by the end of the day

It'll be gone by the end of the day

It'll be gone by the end of the day

It'll be gone by the end