But Why Would You Care?

These hands are broken and calloused

But nobody seems to notice

And you yelled it into permanence

Have you ever come to hate

The very thing that you helped to create?

Cause that's how I feel every day

I am expendable

But I guess that's just the way things go

I'm a ghost in foreign postal codes

Losing faith in what brings you hope

I am expendable

But I guess that's just the way things go

I'm a ghost in foreign postal codes

Losing faith in what brings you hope

On the outside looking in

Or on the inside sitting in the corner

It's all the same to me

It's all the same to me

I got my hopes up

I thought I was out of the shadows

But I'm barely six feet underneath

What I worked for years to achieve

While they were sleeping

While you were sleeping

I am expendable

But I guess that's just the way things go

I'm a ghost to foreign postal codes

Losing faith in what brings you hope

Home alone where all of my doubts are formed

Home alone where all of my fears are formed

I'm sick and tired of hating life because

It's getting worse every day, I spend time alone

Wanting myself to check, scared in place of sleep

I am an unlocked door and you're a f*****g thief

You can hear me out, but why would you care?

No, why would care at all?

And you can hear me out, but why would you care?

No, why would you care at all?

I'm sick and tired of hating life because

It's getting worse every day, I spend time alone

Wanting myself to check, scared in place of sleep

I am an unlocked door and you're a f*****g thief

Yeah, you're a f*****g thief