I keep thinkin' who even cares
About what happened there
It could have been much much worse
How could it be worse?
I convinced myself it was fine
When I knew it was a crime
Stuck in a repetitive cliché
And becoming something to hate
Hate
I took all logic and threw it out the window
My very crippled hands were burned with my own candle
No external conflict and no internal handle
Extremely tired of this never-ending crescendo
Even though I am to blame
You don't have any shame
The most judgemental people are the ones who should be judged
You speak out of both sides of your dirty mouth
Your silver tongue is split down the middle
Middle
I took all logic and threw it out the window
My very crippled hands were burned with my own candle
No external conflict and no internal handle
Extremely tired of this never-ending crescendo
I took all logic and threw it out the window
My very crippled hands were burned with my own candle
No external conflict and no internal handle
Extremely tired of this never-ending crescendo