Southwest Emo

We haven't spoken since last December When we'd decide unanimous silence forever Took me along as a love-grazing pet Now I can't stand the though of this blue-balled debt called shame Shame And you know what hurts the most? (Hurts the most) Her friends glare at me, bellicose (Bellicose) No interest in what I've to say (Have to say) What did you do to her? you poor thing Everyone cuts at the same tongue and has the gall to say life ain't fair It'll keep spinning whether or not we think that it's easy to bear I'll be beat Of the miles upon miles of wreckage The gaps in our own discrete lives seldom mentioned All to be filled in and documented Each of us to the other have got nothing to do with it Then we'll get cars and get jobs, acquaintances off and on Sometimes I think of a thought that I knew you liked a lot Because when days are said and done, some things still loom at the top Like the grim fact impressions deep-rooted can end up as the one The one Everyone cuts at the same tongue and has the gall to say life ain't fair It'll keep spinning whether or not we think that it's easy to bear I'll be beat