Ran That Scam
Somewhere there in between
The dirty sex and the faded jeans
I caught a glimpse of a man that I used to be
It scared the living shit out of me
I must of ran that scam about a million times
Now I'll do it again just to prove to you that I can
So what.
What am I so guilty of?
Did I not listen or was there something I'm missing?
I think that my problem is I fall apart when
I start sweet and then get mean
Until I'm bored with everything
I can't stand that you're all so close to me
I am so afraid of what you'll see
I must of ran that scam about a million times
Now I'll do it again just to prove to you that I can
So what.
What am I so guilty of?
Did I not listen or was there something I'm missing?
I think that my problem is I fall apart when
I know that I said it, but I never meant it
I already jumped in
I already jumped right in
I gave myself a chance and I bought some time
I wrote a lot of words that say I'm fine
When they offered me a chance to fuck it up all again
I said I believe I could
So what.
What are you guilty if?
I fucking panic when you're here
The dirty sex and the faded jeans
I caught a glimpse of a man that I used to be
It scared the living shit out of me
I must of ran that scam about a million times
Now I'll do it again just to prove to you that I can
So what.
What am I so guilty of?
Did I not listen or was there something I'm missing?
I think that my problem is I fall apart when
I start sweet and then get mean
Until I'm bored with everything
I can't stand that you're all so close to me
I am so afraid of what you'll see
I must of ran that scam about a million times
Now I'll do it again just to prove to you that I can
So what.
What am I so guilty of?
Did I not listen or was there something I'm missing?
I think that my problem is I fall apart when
I know that I said it, but I never meant it
I already jumped in
I already jumped right in
I gave myself a chance and I bought some time
I wrote a lot of words that say I'm fine
When they offered me a chance to fuck it up all again
I said I believe I could
So what.
What are you guilty if?
I fucking panic when you're here
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Writer(s): Ian Scott Anderson, Tyson Joseph Annicharico, John Dalrymple
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