Don’t panic, no not yet .
I know I’m the one you want to forget.
Cue all the love to leave my heart, it’s time for me to fall apart .
Now you’re gone, but I’ll be okay.
Your hot whiskey eyes have fanned the flames .
Maybe I’ll burn a little brighter tonight. Let the fire breathe me back to life.
Baby you were my picket fence,
I miss missing you now and then.
Chlorine kissed summer skin.
I miss missing you now and then.
Sometimes before it gets better, the darkness gets bigger.
The person that you’d take a bullet for is behind the trigger.
Oh we’re fading fast.
I miss missing you now and then.
Making eyes at this husk around my heart,
I see through you when we’re sitting in the dark.
So give me your filth, make it rough.
Let me, let me trash your love.
I will sing to you every day if it will take away the pain.
Oh and I’ve heard you got it, got it bad,
Cause I am the best you’ll never have.
I think everyone on planet earth should listen to this song and think about what it says.
We’ve all seen the man at the liquor store beggin’ for your change.
The hair on his face is dirty, dreadlocked and full of mange.
He ask the man for what he could spare with shame in his eyes.
“Get a job you fuckin’ slob,” is all he replied.
God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in his shoes.
‘Cause then you really might know what it’s like to sing the blues.
Then you really might know what it’s like.
Mary got pregnant from a kid named Tom who said he was in love.
He said, “don’t worry about a thing, baby doll, I’m the man you’ve been dreamin’ of.”
But three months later he said he won’t date her or return her calls.
And she sweared, god damn if I find that man, I’m cuttin’ off his balls.
And then she heads for the clinic and she gets some static walkin’ through the doors.
They call her a killer, and they call her a sinner, and they call her a whore.
But, God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in her shoes.
‘Cause then you really might know what it’s like to have to choose.
I’ve seen a rich man beg, I’ve seen a good man sin, I’ve seen a tough man cry, I’ve seen a loser win and a sad man grin.
I heard an honest man lie, I’ve seen the good side of bad, and the down side of up and everything between.
I licked the silver spoon, drank from the golden cup, smoked the finest green.
I stroked the fattest dimes at least a couple of times before I broke their heart.
You know where it ends, it usually depends on where you start.
I knew this kid named Max.
He used to get fat stacks out on the corner with drugs.
He liked to hang out late at night, liked to get shit faced and keep pace with thugs.
Until late one night there was a big gun fight.
Max lost his head.
He pulled out his chrome .45, talked some shit and wound up dead.
Now his wife and his kids are caught in the midst of all of his pain.
You know, it crumbles that way at least that’s what they say when you play the game.
God forbid you ever had to wake up to hear the news,
‘Cause then you really might know what it’s like to have to lose.
Then you really might know what it’s like.
All that she intends and all she keeps inside isn’t written on the label.
I break at the bend.
All that shimmers in this world is sure to fade away again.
I’ll keep my jealousy close,
‘Cause it’s all mine.
And if you say this makes you happy,
Then I’m not the only one lying.
Keep quiet, nothing comes as easy as you.
Can I lay in your bed all day?
I’ll be your best kept secret
And your biggest mistake.
The hand behind this pen relives a failure every day.
So wear me like a locket around your throat,
I’ll weigh you down,
I’ll watch you choke.
You look so good in blue.
“Here’s Your Letter” by Blink 182
Here’s a letter for you but the words get confused and the conversation dies
Apologize for the past, talk some shit, take it back
Are we cursed to this life?