Unlucky seventeen, already handed plans for the future
Glamour obsessed, told how to dress, and shown how to think
And I dont have a job, but I can show you how to be a slob
So many days, wasted and glazed
Sometimes I laugh aloud as I think about,
You asking me "Please can you help?"
Cant help my self
Im not your savior, Im not who you want me to be
A cowardly mistake Ive made so many times before, refusing to break
Cut my losses ties them with you, like a good boy Ill pretend
And promise not to do it again
Do you remember when, life was so simple and permanent?
Everyones changed, "Everyones cool", Everyone sucks
But I cant seem to complain, Exciting and new is just not there
Youre getting scared
Im not your savior, never thought I was anyway
Im a void with empty promises that backs out late
Never said Id change, taking back the words that we spoke
Like a fuel tank running dry, youll believe it when I choke
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