No Love for the Wicked
Welcome to the heartbreakers club
Where you ruin lives
And they all know why
You got a broken heart you can’t return
Made of ice and cigarette burns
Made of decisions you wish were pretend
But now you’re condemned
To a life of owning it
Every day for the rest of your days
So now you’re ten feet tall
And some people breathe in the shadow of trees
But most are just going to try to
change you to something more useful
Like a book or a table
.
Welcome to the heartbreakers club.
They say your love is a drug
But you keep fucking up
Now everyone’s running
Cuz there’s a rumor you got that
Midas touch
And everyone wants to be looked at
But no one wants to pay the price
To be stiff as gold
Shit I’ve been doing that since I was
14 years old
Now everyone looks at me
Everyone loves me
But when they try to remold me
They scream and they cry
Because as hard as they try
You can’t remold gold
Without a little light
They don’t have a little light
.
Welcome to the heartbreakers club
Lay out your lists
Of love you lost
And love that lost you
Of the people who cried
And the people who threatened to die
List all the people who decided for you
How it was going to be
And when you told them no
They simply couldn’t fathom being happy
And now you’re responsible for all of their tragedies
List all the people who looked you in the eyes
And said that ‘it’s your fault this time
You’re choosing to be sad
You just have to change your pretty mind’
List every time they asked you to be a little less
It would really just be for the best
As if you hadn’t known all along
That you could choose to be yourself
Or choose to belong
And list every time the thought of
Being someone else
Made your heart choke you in your throat
Made your stomach squeeze inside itself
Made your eyes burn
Made your fingers tingle
Made your ears ring
Because getting here wasn’t easy

Leave a reply to John Breding Cancel reply