i've never wanted
to hate anyone.
my heart has ached,
with sores of many scorn,
and my eyes do shake
and they do tear.
i try my best
to be so brave
i tried my hardest
to be a strong man.
my heart is a little bit
stubborn though
and my heart stops
when i see you comin' round,
i'm drunk and i don't feel
like doing this anymore.
what are you supposed to do
when you don't want to talk to
any of the people
that you keep hanging around
when you're drinking yourself stupid
to forget what you thought you thought
and what you thought would be
and you thought what you could be
and you thought that maybe
this would equal out?
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