Bending Backwards
I can feel the pain under my skin
Tired of being another washed up has-been
Tired of giving into life's stupid games
Everybody learns from their mistakes
I'm just trying to make sense of it all
When you let me down I just fall
Like I did when we first met
I'm just a pawn in a game of chess
Anxious for whatever comes next
Violated press is on the desk
Take your gun to this terrified boy
Accepted but resentful at the same time
Provoked and taken back
Feeling repugnant towards that
There is so much loathing to be done
I want to get it all my way
Like I did when we first met
I'm just a pawn in a game of chess
Anxious for whatever comes next
Violated press is on the desk
Take your gun to this terrified boy
Accepted but resentful at the same time
I left my life
And through the strife
I keep on holding onto what we used to do in my old bedroom
As I watched your eyes
As they pace backwards
Through the ladders and towers of my mind
I'm sick of this disguise
Sometimes you've got to live with what you've got
Sometimes you've got to sit and rot
If there was something I could change
I'd change it all and rearrange
They ask me why I do what I hate, it's the only thing that keeps me sane
Tired of being another washed up has-been
Tired of giving into life's stupid games
Everybody learns from their mistakes
I'm just trying to make sense of it all
When you let me down I just fall
Like I did when we first met
I'm just a pawn in a game of chess
Anxious for whatever comes next
Violated press is on the desk
Take your gun to this terrified boy
Accepted but resentful at the same time
Provoked and taken back
Feeling repugnant towards that
There is so much loathing to be done
I want to get it all my way
Like I did when we first met
I'm just a pawn in a game of chess
Anxious for whatever comes next
Violated press is on the desk
Take your gun to this terrified boy
Accepted but resentful at the same time
I left my life
And through the strife
I keep on holding onto what we used to do in my old bedroom
As I watched your eyes
As they pace backwards
Through the ladders and towers of my mind
I'm sick of this disguise
Sometimes you've got to live with what you've got
Sometimes you've got to sit and rot
If there was something I could change
I'd change it all and rearrange
They ask me why I do what I hate, it's the only thing that keeps me sane
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Writer(s): Arden Kind
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