I don't want to hold my breath as long as you can
|
I don't want to starve to death just 'cause you can
|
What happens to the mountains we were gonna climb
|
What happens to the house we promised both in time
|
Why can't I hate you or get it off my mind
|
Why can't I just relax and leave the past behind
|
I don't want to have sex anymore just because I can
|
With anyone that doesn't trust me stabs demands
|
|
What happens to the trains that we were gonna jump
|
What happens to our plans to make our lives erupt?
|
I can't get past myself
|
I'm falling over you
|
So now I'm rolling up my sleeves
|
I'm just a worker bee
|
Hey Mom, look at me, I'm thinning
|
Anger, guilt, rejection, pride got caught whistling, walk the line
|
Always knew you'd find a reason
|
Always knew you'd find a reason some way
|
Did you know it'd break your heart, that you would leave it from the start?
|
Honestly that's just to hard to work with
|
Why are you surprised that I miss it, that I try
|
That I sing myself raw
|
Every night?
|
|
Leave the keys
|
Leave the keys Pick up the boxes with your knees
|
And break a sweat with me one last time
|
|
-----------------
|
Worker Bee #7348-F87904
|
Kind Of Like Spitting |