Mr. Chainsaw

When was it that you lost your youth or traded
It for something more for them to use, so jaded
Why is it that you never said I love you more than just a friend?
I pray this gridlock never ends and when we get there just depends

Found out recently that you are leaving
"For good, I hope" I softly tell my ceiling
It's better now to be alive, sleeping is my 9 to 5
I'm having nightmares all the time
Of running out of words that rhyme

Everything that you could never say
Would never matter anyway
I took a hammer and two nails to my eardrums long ago
Before that steak knife took my eyes
I looked up to the sky
For the last thing I would ever see
For the last time I'd cried

When was it that you sold your life or wasted
Every bite of that small slice you never tasted?
I guess I should be one to talk, there's nights that I can't even walk
There's days I couldn't give a fuck and in between is where I'm stuck

From blocks away I heard somebody screaming
That small child inside of you that you left bleeding
You stabbed him up not once but twice, cubicles will now suffice
Some say it's the roll of the dice
I think they're wrong, I know I'm right

Every breath that I could barely breathe
Could barely make it past my teeth
I took a blowtorch to both of my lungs a long, long time ago
And every step that I could take is one more difficult to make
Mr. Chainsaw came and took my legs a long, long time ago

In case you're wondering, I'm singing about growing up
About giving in
In case you're wondering, I'm singing about growing up
About giving in
In case you're wondering, we're singing about growing up
About giving in
In case you're wondering, we're singing about growing up
About giving up and giving in