I\\\'m not one to follow the rules
Playing my guitar on the corner on a stool...

I couldn't see
I coudln't breathe...

Preach all you want but who can save me
With all the bullets flying free...

Rip out this razor of remorse
Will it tear out this neverending pain...

A memory, a murderer, an a hearse
Your locket with my picture, stolen by that nurse...

So I'll take every book page that I left unturned
And I'll take what I learned...

Alright start the day off
With a simple clean smile...

I think I'm just spacing out again
Or maybe it is the poisen under my skin...

I killed my self from the frustration
And all I could do all night was cut at the gas...

I think of all the things we could be
If you took the time to notice me...

In a straight line down the center of all things...
Not a tombstone without a head...

I've missed since the day you left
Seeing you in a casket, made me feel like I wasn't...