Now I'm on the outside, oh oh I'll show you what it feels like We did everything right Now I'm on the outside Yourself was never enough for me Gotta be so strong There's a power in what you do Look at what you've done Stand still, falling away from me

I saw goodbye in her eyes We will never make it There's no way to disguise I saw goodbye in your eyes I don't think I can change it Is it just a waste of time One thing that I know for sure I know that I can't change it (Now you see right through me,

Tearing me inside I wasn't promised a thing You keep mocking me But you will never again Before you know it, after you're gone Giving into what has got me Feeling claustrophobic, scarred Severed me from all emotion

There's a world out there Don't you deny me Give me one last wish Stop using my It was meant to be But all along it never meant a thing Never stopped to ask you why

You know she left me, my baby left me My baby even left me, never said goodbye My baby even left me, never said a word Yes, my baby left me, never said a word Was it something I done, something that she heard? But, I stand at my window, wring my hands

We're always fixing something that was never broken We're on and off again like sobriety Get back together every time you're done throwing a fit So when you gonna quit Breaking up with me You say it's over, with a middle finger But then you're calling

Gotta get me some. And it turns out she's got everything I want, but all rolled into one. She smokes a little home grown, drinks a little Cuervo. Still a little down home, there was never a doubt. You know, she's got everything I want, but all rolled

I'm just a fool (Yeah yeah yeah) Waited and waited so long For someone who'd never come home It's my fault to think you'll be true (yeah yeah) I know what I'm missing But nothing else hurts like you do Who knew that love was so cruel

No one wants you What are we to do? No one wants you Fantastic pace I hope he never grows, grows into nothing He was born in the first grade hungry little lion Swallowed all he saw still he's barely alive He was a colorful person born of some colorful

Sleep don't visit, so I choke on sun And the days blur into one And the backs of my eyes hum with things I've never done Sheets are swaying from an old clothesline Like a row of captured ghosts over old dead grass Was never much but we made the most