and so we start at the back
just like we always do
i don't know where to begin
so yeah i made a mistake
and you should give me a break
but you keep rubbing it in
if i'm a dead man, who is the bad guy?
who is the love bite, who is the black eye?
and when i hold you, you throw a hissy-fit
it is a pox and i don't wanna hear about it
pin your hopes on me
pin your dreams on me
pin your hopes and dreams on me
hang it on your star
so don't be believe this is it
i can't believe this it
i can't believe it's the end
here's what i wanted to say
with nothing in my way
except from you and your friend
what have i told you?
she is a rigid whore
a piece of street trash
and not a bit more
it is alive now
this thing inside of me
it has been fed on your insecurity
the blind are leading the stupid
and when i told you i knew why
for what it's worth
i was lying
so if you can't hear me
it's cos i'm breaking up...
rip. scar. i spit on your star
