Wolves Get Paid

Sore throat in the morning
I've had better days
Days when I wasn't insane
Days when I was okay
Ugly endings have twisted me up
In this little trap
It's not one that you've set
It's not anything I appreciate
But I've done this to myself
There isn't anyone to blame
Although I loved playing that game
And now I am finished with it
I will fuck myself over
Just to get fucked again
While she's still with him
And he's not me

I'll walk into the light
I'll walk out of this place
You won't see a trace
If you'd just give me some pointers
Like downing a bottle of pills
And getting a one way ticket to Christ
Transferring to Hinsdale for the night
Would you be surprised?
Or just tear out my lungs
And feed them to the wolves
I'd still be better off than you
And far less depressed
Don't let me hold you back
Don't let me chirp this tune
You have the rest of your life ahead
That one you're dying to end

Take what's at stake
And stick it through my heart
Bleed all this out
Oh, just make it go away
I'm sick of this face
Like I am sick of these days
They'd be better spent alone without myself
This is fucking up my life
And you're just fucking with my head
Make up your fucking mind
Or just hang me out to dry
My plate is full of food
And my life is filled with shit
And those wolves are getting hungry
I'll just have them take care of it

As I sit here now
I am thinking out loud
I don't even recognize my own voice
So I am sure this is all a dream
Because there's a wolf at my leg
And there are teeth in my skull
But there's no signs of you
Which means I am still better off