Compulsive Fuck Up

I'm sitting here and wondering why

I write in a notebook to ease my troubled mind

I can talk through a beat up guitar

cuz I can't find the words to say that are really on my mind

Its a lonely life when you can't do nothing right

I can close my eyes and hear the words not come out right

so its off to bed to grab some winks

cuz its easier than sitting here having to think

Give me diamond. I'll give you stones

Give me a chance and I'll see to it that my hopes are blown

I'll throw them away

All I do is all I know

But I want so bad to find that there's an easier road

And I can't help but wear my heart on my sleeve

I can't help but beg you, baby please

I'm only acting in my best interest

but the words come out, they sound so disastrous to me

Give me diamond. I'll give you stones

Give me a chance and I'll see to it that my hopes are blown

I'll throw them away

All I do is all I know

But I want so bad to find that there's an easier road