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

Walk on down, match your stair
Whip out the pair...

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

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

Say goodbye for the 100th time.
Death is the sound of my windchime...

You figured me out like I knew you would
Destroyed me like I knew you could...

It's all happened before,
Something that sets you off and end up laying face...

I checked it all out
My life, it's a little over due...

Birdies are cute
Birdies are cool...

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

Ripping through my skin
Tearing up my heart...

After what you've done to me
And what I'll do to you...