Lax

We are your everything, your hopes and dreams and envyThese walls will become your best of friends when I am gonetying the rope at both ends towering over methe patience is not big enough, is not big enoughYour denial is set stone (set in stone)Is there enough for you, or is the cup half full?Or is it empty? How do you expect me to say how I feel?When I don't feel anything at all?Say what you will say how you feelThese eyes look like daggers and these streets are ready to killIs there enough for you, or his the cup half full?Or is it empty? Burn baby burnSay what you will while the going was goodI'll watch you die a little inside everyday.