Mr. Chainsaw

When was it that you lost your youth or traded

It for something more for them to use so jaded

Why is it that you never said

I love you more than just a friend

I pray this gridlock never ends

And when we get there just depends

I found out recently that you are leaving

For good I hope I softly tell my ceiling

It's better now to be alive

Sleeping is my 9 to 5

I'm having nightmares all the time

Of running out of words that rhyme

Everything that you could never say would never matter anyway

I took a hammer and two nails to my eardrums long ago

Before that steak knife took my eyes I looked up to the sky

For the last thing I would ever see, for the last time I'd cry

When was it that you sold your life or wasted

Every bite of that small slice you never tasted

I guess I should be one to talk

There's nights that I can't even walk

There's days I couldn't give a fuck

And in between is where I'm stuck

From blocks away I heard somebody screaming

That small child inside of you that you left bleeding

You stabbed him up not once but twice

Cubicles will now suffice

Some say it's the roll of the dice

I think they're wrong I know I'm right

Every breath that I could barely breathe

Would barely make it past my teeth

I took a blowtorch to both of my lungs a long long time ago

And every step that I could take

Each one more difficult to make

Mr. Chainsaw came and took my legs a long long time ago

In case you're wondering I'm singing

About growing up, about giving in

In case you're wondering I'm singing

About growing up, about giving in

In case you're wondering we're singing

About growing up, about giving in

In case you're wondering we're singing

About growing up, about giving up and giving in.