Friday, July 20, 2012

What Do I Stand For?


Some nights, I stay up cashing in my bad luck. Some nights I call it a draw. Some nights, I wish that my lips could build a castle. Some nights, I wish they'd just fall off.
But I still wake up, I still see your ghost. Oh Lord, I'm still not sure what I stand for. What do I stand for? Most nights, I don't know anymore...


This is it, boys, this is war - what are we waiting for? Why don't we break the rules already? I was never one to believe the hype; save that for the black and white. I try twice as hard and I'm half as liked, but here they come again to jack my style.
And that's alright; I found a martyr in my bed tonight. He stops my bones from wondering just who I am. Oh, who am I?
Some nights, I wish that this all would end because I could use some friends for a change. And some nights, I'm scared you'll forget me again. Some nights, I always win.
So this is it? I sold my soul for this? Washed my hands of that for this? I miss my mom and dad for this?
No. When I see stars, that's all they are. When I hear songs, they sound like this one.
Well, this is it guys, that is all. Five minutes in and I'm bored again. Ten years of this, I'm not sure if anybody understands. This one is not for the folks at home. Sorry to leave, mom, I had to go. Who the fuck wants to die alone all dried up in the desert sun?
My heart is breaking for my sister and the con that she'd call "love." When I look into my nephew's eyes, you wouldn't believe the most amazing things that can come from some terrible lies.
The other night, you wouldn't believe the dream I just had about you and I. I called you up, but we'd both agree it's for the best you didn't listen. It's for the best we get our distance.


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