Don't Call Me Your Bud

Tick-tock, tick-tock You sit on the edge Of your hotel bed As your time ticks on and on, again and again Does it run through your head Does it make sense this time Two kids and a wife Are you really that surprised Oh what on earth was your hope for this I hope you never forget the way you felt that night I hope the taste of these words will never leave your lips I hope the load you carry never loses weight But I hope this sickness will not be your final fate Now you're deep You're deep in the mess you've bred And now you'll sleep You'll sleep alone in an empty bed Now you're left With the shattered remains of a once happy home Do you really enjoy This makeshift hotel room you call your own I hope you never forget the way you felt that night I hope the taste of these words will never leave your lips I hope the load you carry never loses weight But I hope this sickness will not be your final fate You've got a hole in your chest So go and fill it up You can pour the concrete You can build your guard But I'll crack you open so wide And I'll drill your chest Until I find your heart Open wide, I know it's there Face your sins, I know you're scared But there is peace in admitting you were wrong And if you want to find it, just know it's free I hope the taste of these words will never leave your lips I hope that one day you will knock down all your walls You're not getting better if you're staying the same What'll it be - hopeless or changed