LIFT

Everything is fine.  Everything is ok.
Do you really believe these things I say?
You see my fake smile
And all the while,
You're in denial
Of my life of bile.
I don't know how you can not see
Things aren't as perfect as they seem to be.
I'm dropping hints and subtle clues,
Hoping that you'll know what to do.

But that's life (like I fucking thought)
Full of strife (like I fucking thought)
I want to quit (like I fucking thought)
All this shit (like I fucking thought)

I ask what you have planned this weekend.
We should hang out, have a conversation.
But you're too busy
To bother with me,
Or you just don't see
What it would mean to me.
So while your time's too important to be wasted,
I'll just sit at home alone and get wasted.
And while you're sleeping peacefully in your bed,
I'm crying in the dark with the gun to my head.

But that's life (like I fucking thought)
Full of strife (like I fucking thought)
I'm ready to quit (like I fucking thought)
All this shit (like I fucking thought)

Once again I can't make myself fire that bullet,
Step off the chair, or swallow all this bull shit.
I can't end it all
Because I don't have the balls
To break down these walls,
And make the call.
I'm too worthless to even do this right,
But I've got another plan to fail tonight.
There's no point in even trying anymore.
I don't remember what I was ever fighting for.

But that's life (like I fucking thought)
Full of strife (like I fucking thought)
I'll just quit (like I fucking thought)
All this shit (like I fucking thought)

You could have saved it all.
All I needed was one call.

But that's life (like I fucking thought)
Full of strife (like I fucking thought)
I quit (like I fucking thought)
All this shit (like I fucking thought)