B-Side

Here's another B-Side no one hears
But it's not like anybody ever really cared
About anything in this messed up world
That will leave you here so you can hurt
And I'll write these words and scream them out my lungs

Here's another disaster just for you
We know how much you like to get beat black and blue
So nod your head and cast a smile
And dust off your denial
Of how hard you try but nothing goes right

Another year but not quite older
Creeping over my shoulder
Every now and then I'll get the chills
And the phone rang...
What a messed up life we live

Here's another panic just for you
The panic that you were fed through a tube
That suffocated all you had
And choked you up from the inside as
You were staring at these four walls

Another year but not quite older
Creeping over my shoulder
Every now and then I'll get the chills
And the phone rang...
What a messed up life we live

Another year but not quite older
Creeping over my shoulder
Every now and then I'll get the chills
And the phone rang...
What a messed up life we live