Tekstovi: Alkaline Trio. From Here To Infirmary. Mr. Chainsaw.

When was it that you lost your youth or traded?
It for something more for them to use so jaded
Why is it that you never said
?I love you more than just a friend?
I pray this gridlock never ends
And when we get there just depends

Found out recently that you are leaving
?For good, I hope?, I softly tell my ceiling
It's better now to be alive
Sleeping is my 9 to 5
I'm having nightmares all the time
Of running out of words that rhyme

Everything that you could never say
Would never matter anyway
I took a hammer and two nails
To my eardrums long ago

Before that steak knife took my eyes
I looked up to the sky
For the last thing I would ever see
For the last time I'd cry

When was it that you sold your life or wasted?
Every bite of that small slice you never tasted
I guess, I should be one to talk
There's nights that I can't even walk
There's days I couldn't give a fuck
And in between is where I'm stuck

From blocks away I heard somebody screaming
That small child inside of you that you left bleeding
You stabbed him up not once but twice
Cubicles will now suffice
Say, ?It's the roll of the dice?
I think they're wrong, I know I'm right

Every breath that I could barely breathe
Could barely make it past my teeth
I took a blowtorch to both of my lungs
A long, long time ago

And every step that I could take
Each one more difficult to make
Mr. Chainsaw came and took my legs
A long, long time ago

In case you're wondering, I'm singing
About growing up, about giving in
In case you're wondering, I'm singing
About growing up, about giving in

In case you're wondering, we're singing
About growing up, about giving in
In case you're wondering, we're singing
About growing up, about giving up and giving in