Nothing Left To Say
(2002)

Staring at this screen, melody's flowin through my ears
Tryin to figure out why I feel this way
People warned me, yet I couldn't see it for myself
Do you know why I'm so hateful?
I think you need a facial, Henchmen style
Cryin in the rain, screaming your name
Ripping skin away from myself, feeling no pain

In your dreams, in your nightmares I wait for you
Spewing my shit the way you formed it to be
Taking over what you think is your life
You better not let go, I'm right here to watch you fall
I grind my teeth, and try to rationalize your warped mind
Clinically depressed, I think not, walking through half truths
Beggin with your hands out, Speaking shit through your rhymes

Our tempers flared leaving her with scars too deep to heal
Was I sick? Was I killin myself trying to breathe for you?
Did you try? or did you hide?
Did you help? or just deny?
The fact you stole her away or tricked me to stay back everyday
Everything always depends on your mood and its' swings
Like pulling on lil puppet strings

A big fukkin' soap opera, never ending show of immaturity
It hurts the most when I look back at what you know to be true
Daddy Daddy which way does that work, for her or for me?

Is there really nothin' left to say?


Jer OC © 2002, Metalwood Inc.™ since 1988