Chris "Frenchie" Smith - Be Nice To Me lyrics

I got boulders on my shoulders Collarbones begin to crack There is very little left of me and it's never coming back There are certain things you ask of me And there are certain things I lack The beginning, we were winning But now I'm just making up facts What's it matter anymore? If you believe the lies I tell (What's it matter anymore?) There's no meaning to the words But we still sing these songs well (What's it matter anymore?) If we all left it alone I'm sure it'd work itself out fine We keep playing with the numbers We are running out of time We are running, we are running But you're a k**er and I'm your best friend Think it's unfair, your situation You say I'm changing Sorry I didn't know I had to stay the same Can we talk about this later? Your voice is driving me, driving me insane Well, I try to write you poems, but the words they don't make sense My hand tries to grip the pencil, but the fingers are too tense And I try to show emotion, but my eyes won't seem to wet And I'd love to tell you stories, but I can't remember how they went You're a flashlight in a dark room for the loneliest blackout You were all we had left after it all was filtered out Turn you on in a dark room right before we both pa** out Turn you on when I need you, but the batteries ran out They ran out and you're a werewolf and I'm a full moon And all your very worst enemies will be gone soon I think you're changing Don't worry, you don't got to stay the same Could we talk about this later? Your voice is driving me, driving me insane Driving me insane Driving me insane Driving me insane Oh, it's driving me insane Driving me insane Driving me insane Driving me insane, oh Driving me insane