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Okay, it's time to get it straight with you
I'm trying to tell the truth or to be honest
I've been feeling like a ton of bricks
I can be such a prick
I'm sorry, thanks for being here
Nobody ever listens to me
Emily loves her job, she loves her health, yeah
She says it feels good to love just a little bit of yourself
I know she's right but it's hard to tell
'Cause I wouldn't know how it feels
You cry yourself to sleep sometimes
You can't win
I'm trying to tell the truth or to be honest
I've been feeling like a ton of bricks
I can be such a prick
I'm sorry, thanks for being here
Nobody ever listens to me
Emily loves her job, she loves her health, yeah
She says it feels good to love just a little bit of yourself
I know she's right but it's hard to tell
'Cause I wouldn't know how it feels
You cry yourself to sleep sometimes
You can't win
Don't waste my time telling stories
I've wasted mine
And it was right now it's been ten years standing at the bus stop
Never had a real job
Never had anything on a plate
It's a shame
Its not the things you know, it's the friends you make
And Jack didn't know shit
He got far but he didn't know when to quit
Showing off but he's gotta get a grip, yeah (Grip, yeah)
Jack just can't live without it
Don't be a man about it now
If you hold it in, you gotta let it out
You gotta help yourself, put the bottle down
I've wasted mine
And it was right now it's been ten years standing at the bus stop
Never had a real job
Never had anything on a plate
It's a shame
Its not the things you know, it's the friends you make
And Jack didn't know shit
He got far but he didn't know when to quit
Showing off but he's gotta get a grip, yeah (Grip, yeah)
Jack just can't live without it
Don't be a man about it now
If you hold it in, you gotta let it out
You gotta help yourself, put the bottle down
If you try you might like what you find to see
Don't waste my time telling stories
I've wasted mine
And it was right now it's been ten years standing at the bus stop
Never had a real job
Never had anything on a plate
It's a shame
Its not the things you know, it's the friends you make
Everybody else
Everybody only talks about themselves
Have you ever felt lost in a window
Desperate to be loved and just been thrown out?
Ten years standing at the bus stop
Don't waste my time telling stories
I've wasted mine
And it was right now it's been ten years standing at the bus stop
Never had a real job
Never had anything on a plate
It's a shame
Its not the things you know, it's the friends you make
Everybody else
Everybody only talks about themselves
Have you ever felt lost in a window
Desperate to be loved and just been thrown out?
Ten years standing at the bus stop
Never had a real job
Never had anything
One more night dying on the inside
Now I'm trying to get it right
Is anybody listening?
Don't waste my time telling stories
I've wasted mine
And it was right now it's been ten years standing at the bus stop
Never had a real job
Never had anything on a plate
It's a shame
Its not the things you know, it's the friends you make
It's a shame
Its not the things you know, it's the friends you make
Never had anything
One more night dying on the inside
Now I'm trying to get it right
Is anybody listening?
Don't waste my time telling stories
I've wasted mine
And it was right now it's been ten years standing at the bus stop
Never had a real job
Never had anything on a plate
It's a shame
Its not the things you know, it's the friends you make
It's a shame
Its not the things you know, it's the friends you make
Its not the things you know, it's the friends you make
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