So I knew you were fakin?About your dreams
Cause when youæ ®e wakin?Everythingæ ¯ what it seems
I know you got roses
You wanta throw on my grave
But all the time you
You canæ ° seem [to ?]
Oh, doesnæ ° it hurt
To see me reachin?Words and excuses lame
While itæ ¯ time for leavin?
So mama donæ ° hit the fruit jar
Iæ rather see ya hit me
Just cause you go too far
And Iæ £l lose whatæ ¯ real
Youæ £l out fine babe
Like father like son
I was wasted at the forkroads
Iæ ¦ too old to run
Oh, doesnæ ° it hurt
To see me reachin?Words and excuses lame
While itæ ¯ time for bleedin?
So if itæ ¯ pity I need
[Or retraction] I bleed
Cause I never
Cause I never
Cause I never
Asked for nothing
So mama donæ ° hit the fruit jar
Iæ rather see ya hit me
Just cause you go too far
And Iæ £l lose whatæ ¯ real
Oh, doesnæ ° it hurt
To see me reachin?Words and excuses lame
While itæ ¯ time for bleedin?