Answers

It's hard enough to be something worth hating
To build yourself up for the barbs
Who'd be stupid enough to be something worth loving?
To give it back and play the part?

Cause now it's up to you to answer
When you never should've made it this far
Now it's up to you to answer

It's easy enough to find yourself wanting
Lazy and selfish and cruel
So when someone decides you're the one that they're wanting
You can't help but think em a fool

Now you're stuck without an answer
As you feel your self-loathing encroach
On what used to be an answer

It's easy enough making excuses
Pretending it's all in your head
But pain is a guide rope, best if you use it
And choose to be lonely instead

It's the sting in your voice and the barb that I can't pull out
Just scratch and delay the extra hand that's needed now

It's easy enough to be something worth loving
Ain't up to you to decide
Who'd be stupid enough to choose to be nothing?
To have love and let it die?

No, there'll never be an answer
Just guesses and gut-checks and feints
But who said you deserve an answer?