Wreckhead

Yesterday is gone, I put a brave face on Blindfolded into the future we go I don't see what all the fuss is about It's with love, not rage, that I foam at the mouth, tell me how You treat your body like a train wreck Are you coming off the rails? Why not show yourself some respect? I can think of plenty better ways to fail Keep on smiling, keep it simple Supermarkets give me shivers Fingers cracked and coarse from the cold Keep on smiling like it matters Your self respect is bought, not sold Keep on smiling, like a fool You treat your head like a shipwreck Out at sea, and going down in flames There's no ground on which to give you any respect I can think of plenty drowning souls to save You treat your body like a train wreck Are you coming off the rails? Nobody told you it's not perfect Worked that one out for myself You treat your body like a train wreck Are you coming off the rails? I had it built into my framework It's with love, not rage, that I fail