Broken Bring me closer To the lover of your game To shame her face of intent Hell-bent on screwing me Into the ground Mentally "there" Just unaware Of where "there" is to me Don't understand how you don't call at all Will this effect me? No, just my perception of every f**ing thing And my girl's hot and cold Her winter burns a hole through my heart Don't start on excuses Or the multiple uses for a rope Just choke It's a joke to think that you could be Choked up over me I don't even know if you would cry To hear your laughter make me die Tick tock, we watch the clock And wonder why it moves so slow Your records spins Your home team wins And I don't give a f** Good for you f** How proud am I Petty problems Pretty girls Petty triumphs on your way down You're wasting your time living for the world Are you happy Do you wish for fantasy I'm not as mad as I look I wrote my life out in a book Then I set the book on fire Sold it to the pretty liar Said the ashes were magic From the burning witch So tragic Strategies were weaved against me Use the magic ash to k** me Because I don't care And day to day I live and play And petty problems are just that But these thoughts stir jealousy And misinterpretation For all I had to say aloud I wrote and burned and handed down So throw my words back in my face I'll laugh at you and walk away My time moves to fast to stay