Horrorshow

I cut my life back down in size Turned my love down Up in a Mattamy home And spent my whole time mopin' If this is love Thats sold right there In my hand No line of gold So I've been told Thats why I hold on for you And thats why I write these songs Thats why they sound like shit And thats why the notes all wrong So now I'm movin' Back down To my little hole Haunted, Hard to be honest ... But I'm on it Haunted, Hard to be to honest, Baby I'm on it Learn to be selfish and get what I wanted Two in the morning, You're taking me back, Know I been wrong yeah, But baby that's that So it goes ... So it goes ... So it goes, Couple of shots that could make you a hoe, Turn on the music and get in the mode, Baby forget all the lies you were told It's ... Always hard to be honest From being Whoever you love As if it wasn't hard enough To break your back Cracked in the cold Like a whip So it goes Thats how it goes on for ya And thats why I write these songs Thats why they sound like shit And thats why the notes all wrong So now I'm movin' Back down To my little hole I ain't doing the most right ? Sing about that feeling my whole life, Like I surrendered, to the lies I been telling ... Thank God , God don't get upset Cause it's hard to be honest, But I'm on it, Learn to be selfish and get what I wanted