“Like I Give a Fuck”

I’m still that motherfucking punk
That no mother would want as a son;
I saw mine die a thousand times
Over a bottle of mistakes
And yet I won’t be wasting tears
’cause I’m already wasting words;
I might have been a nightmare
Though we all know who’s to take the blame.

I’m still the guy she loved for years,
Well, ’till she broke my heart apart
And I guess I’m glad she’s on my skin
’cause she reminds me not to cry
And yes, I’m still a loser,
A make believe persona, a little whore
But tell your friends I’m still here,
Singing ’bout you, about your fucked up lies.

Like I give a fuck about what you said
Or what you think about me
I’m still the guy you said
He cannot fucking sing
And I don’t give a fuck
I don’t like me at all
I’m still the first to say
I’m a fucking waste, I know.

I’m still here smoking up my life,
They said the bad ones always win
So, why am I standing here alone
To bathe with my radio plugged in?
And all the words I never told her
Dug a gorge between us two
And I’m breaking clocks and punching walls,
I’m trying to find a small way through.

Like I give a fuck about what you said
Or what you think about me
I’m still the guy you said
He cannot fucking sing
And I don’t give a fuck
I don’t like me at all
I’m still the first to say
I’m a fucking waste, I know.

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