Wildly Swinging

Sleeping pills and vodka on a Friday night Wake in time to go to church on Sunday Despite reports of my collapse, I’m ok Thriving winter, dying liver, empty mailbox, fucked speakers And I heard we finished last in the gimmick parade [Chorus] You draw the line I cross it every time you feel the need to remind me of where to be And it works, you see, ‘cause you’re not like me As you live off hating others, I’ll be singing with my brothers Waste your time on me. Tear me down if you need You butt of the joke. You’re against the ropes and you’re wildly swinging Angry former lovers make my stomach knot I’m a failed writer mostly in the evenings Don’t like what you hear? You’re the one that preaches, “never hide feelings” [Chorus] I dare you to dance to opinions of stowaways I dare you to dance to opinions of stowaways Waste your time on me. Tear me down if you need We both live off being clever, but nothing lasts forever