Won't Win
I'm half asleep, you're medicated,
Crumbling inside ourselves.
My eyeballs leak, they're lubricating,
Try to think of something else.
And it seems to me, you're so far removed,
Your voice, it echoes through my head.
And it seems to me, you're too complicated,
Think I'm better by myself.
(You Won't Win)
I'll rid myself of this war you started.
You've got a pulse but you seem so heartless.
You found another to tear apart.
Your skin is grey, you're colour-coded,
Should have known to keep my distance.
Your sunken face, your mind eroded,
You barely even filled a space.
You came my way, stole my focus,
Smoke and mirrors game you played.
And I never knew how far you would take me.
(You Won't Win)
I'll rid myself of this war you started.
You've got a pulse but you seem so heartless.
You found another to tear apart.
Why are you running, thought you could come and,
Thought you could take control.
So undermining, figured you'd find a,
Problem you could solve.
You tell me you're sorry, tell me you worry, tell me you found your faults.
Then tell me I'm stubborn, tell me I smother, tell me I wrecked it all.
Why are you waiting, watch us decaying, watch as the walls go thin.
So sick inside, thought I could find you, but you won't let me in.
(You Won't Win)x3
I'll rid myself of this war you started.
You've got a pulse but you seem so heartless.
You found another to tear apart.
Crumbling inside ourselves.
My eyeballs leak, they're lubricating,
Try to think of something else.
And it seems to me, you're so far removed,
Your voice, it echoes through my head.
And it seems to me, you're too complicated,
Think I'm better by myself.
(You Won't Win)
I'll rid myself of this war you started.
You've got a pulse but you seem so heartless.
You found another to tear apart.
Your skin is grey, you're colour-coded,
Should have known to keep my distance.
Your sunken face, your mind eroded,
You barely even filled a space.
You came my way, stole my focus,
Smoke and mirrors game you played.
And I never knew how far you would take me.
(You Won't Win)
I'll rid myself of this war you started.
You've got a pulse but you seem so heartless.
You found another to tear apart.
Why are you running, thought you could come and,
Thought you could take control.
So undermining, figured you'd find a,
Problem you could solve.
You tell me you're sorry, tell me you worry, tell me you found your faults.
Then tell me I'm stubborn, tell me I smother, tell me I wrecked it all.
Why are you waiting, watch us decaying, watch as the walls go thin.
So sick inside, thought I could find you, but you won't let me in.
(You Won't Win)x3
I'll rid myself of this war you started.
You've got a pulse but you seem so heartless.
You found another to tear apart.
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Writer(s): Mark Zito
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