THE RUMORS ARE TRUE CHIEF...YOU HUMANS CONFUSE ME BREAKUP MUSIC PART TWO: FUNERAL GROUPIES I got the right to be wrong Got the right to write my life into songs And if you ain't like it, exit stage right and be gone ...I've broken my nose Over and over, drunk sober and stoned Even had my heart broken over the phone It made me a man Or maybe I just went crazy and ran To bury my traitor face in the sand, hmmm... She wants to talk. and isn't THAT the longest walk? From subway to bus station to coffee shop She wants some space. but you can only watch her face Too shocked to say something as she just walks away She wants to talk. didn't see the whole coffee shop Stop and watch your life coming to an awkward stop She wants to talk. your stomach pops and locks Rewinding to find the frame where you lost the plot Toxic shock, shivering, shaken to the core But you're a cell inside this city and your pain just gets ignored A single sentence fragment had your chest collapsing Ribs cracked on impact, it's all method acting And learned behavior, now your hearts a burning crater Cuz she watched daddy do it and had to return the favor You think your weak a** got a free pa**?...actually, kid Your abusive dad does not excuse the fact you're a prick See your name is on the blame but you ain't taking it because Your laziness was straining this relationship for months Why don't YOU know you're too old for Who's Blaming Who?
Face the truth, that skinny finger should be aimed at me But zip it, dude...you only got a problem it you give it room I'm living proof, cuz see I used to be a victim, too... But zip it, dude...that's why women never wanna live with you That's exactly why she went and settled for a different douche Different name, different face, same flavor of sh** Eighty-eight weeks later, and the state's taking her kids Cycles repeat, cipher complete, [just write what you see] Is the worst advice when you learn what sight really means Just remember that redemption starts after the ending Of somebody else's version of that story you've been venting But I zip it sh** - because nobody really gives a f** What my opinion was on why your whole existence s**s And you thought it was love? that's adorable, dude She didn't have the heart to hit you with the horrible truth That adorable's for puppies and pets, love isn't s** But we love to clutch it just because it's something, I guess I got the right to be wrong... Got the right to write my life into songs... Just don't go a**uming I liked what I saw I know what I see... I know my genes are older than me... And my soul is at peace knowing that this moment is brief So f** what I said Everything, it's just in my head It's all a joke that I was just too grumpy to get Just live the life that you love until you love it to d**h Until they scatter your ashes, until nothing is left